You were walking side by side, his hand casually holding yours, when you decided to test a theory.
You lightly squeezed his arm, and… yep… there it was. The muscle tightened instantly.
You smirked. “You always flex when I touch your arm.”
Deuce’s head whipped toward you, eyes wide like you just accused him of stealing. “W-What?! No I don’t!” His voice cracked halfway through.
“Yes, you do.” You gave his bicep another squeeze, and sure enough, it tensed even more.
“That’s just… uh… muscle memory!” he stammered, face quickly turning red. “It’s not on purpose!”
You raised a brow, clearly unconvinced. “So you’re telling me it’s pure coincidence that your arm magically gets harder every time I grab it?”
Now he was fully flustered, sputtering nonsense while looking away. “I-It’s not like I’m… showing off or anything!” His ears were as red as Riddle hair.
But for the rest of the walk, you couldn’t help but notice… he still kept flexing.
Leona Kingscholar
You were strolling through the marketplace with Leona, your arm hooked through his. At some point, you gave his bicep a light squeeze and immediately felt the muscle harden.
You narrowed your eyes. “You always flex when I touch your arm.”
Leona didn’t even glance at you. “Tch. What’re you talkin’ about?”
“You know exactly what I’m talking about,” you accused, giving him another squeeze. Yep… definitely flexed. “You just did it.”
“That’s called having muscles,” he replied lazily, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Can’t help it if they’re firm, herbivore.”
“Firm is one thing, Leona. This is posing.”
He side eyed you. “And I didn’t hear you complain. And you keep touching me.”
You rolled your eyes, but the smug purr in his voice told you everything, he absolutely knew what he was doing, and he was going to keep doing it just to watch your reaction.
Jack Howl
You were walking side by side with him, fingers loosely wrapped around his arm. As usual, his bicep felt… well, a little harder than normal. You squinted suspiciously.
“Jack,” you said slowly, “you’re flexing.”
His ears flicked immediately. “What? No, I’m not!”
“Yes, you are.” You gave his arm a squeeze, and sure enough… solid as stone. “You do this every single time I touch your arm.”
Jack’s tail gave a guilty little flick. “I-It’s just… instinct,” he muttered, looking away with faintly pink cheeks. “I’m not trying to show off or anything.”
“Mhm,” you hummed, smirking. “Sure you’re not, Mister ‘My biceps could crush a watermelon.’”
His blush deepened, and he grumbled under his breath, “I’m just making sure you feel safe, okay?”
You laughed, leaning into him. “Right. Totally about safety. Definitely not because you want me to notice how big they are.”
Jack didn’t answer… just kept walking with his cheeks red and now he’s avoiding your gaze as well.
Epel Felmier
You were strolling through the marketplace with Epel, your hand resting on his arm as you pointed out a few stalls. It took you a second to notice it… his bicep felt… unusually firm.
“Epel,” you said, narrowing your eyes at him, “are you flexing?”
His head snapped toward you, eyes wide. “What? No! Why would I do that?!”
You squeezed his arm again, raising a brow. “Mmhm. This is definitely flexing. You’re like a rock right now.”
He scoffed, cheeks already tinting pink. Hiding a little smile because you just said his arm ‘rock hard’ “You’re imaginin’ things. I’m just naturally strong, y’know?”
You grinned. “Oh yeah? So if I let go right now, you’re not gonna relax that arm at all?”
Epel hesitated… then quickly shifted his posture, and sure enough, his arm softened just a little. Your smug smirk said it all.
He groaned and looked away. “Fine. Maybe I flex a little… but it’s just ‘cause I want ya to see I ain’t some delicate flower!”
You laughed, leaning closer. “Don’t worry, farm boy. I know how tuff you are.”
Epel’s blush deepened, but his arm tensed again almost immediately, like he wasn’t about to waste another chance to impress you.
Sebek Zigvolt
You were walking beside Sebek through the streets, your hand resting lightly on his arm as he went on and on about Malleus.
Halfway through his speech, you noticed something. His bicep under your palm was rock solid.
You tilted your head. “…Sebek, are you flexing right now?”
He froze mid sentence, turning to you with an expression of pure offense. “WHAT?! OF COURSE NOT! I HAVE NO NEED TO FLEX MY STRENGTH!”
You smirked, giving his arm another squeeze. “Mhm. Constantly flexing, you mean.”
His cheeks flushed, though he tried to mask it with a loud laugh. “Hah! RIDICULOUS! This is simply my natural state!”
“Uh-huh…” you said, pretending to believe him. Then, just to test your theory, you removed your hand and placed it back on his arm a moment later only to feel it tense up immediately.
You grinned knowingly. “Yep. Definitely flexing.”
Sebek’s face was now bright red. “I—! IT IS MERELY… A DEMONSTRATION OF STRENGTH SO YOU FEEL SAFE, HUMAN!”
You chuckled, leaning into him. “Well, mission accomplished.”
He puffed out his chest even more, mumbling something about “protecting you at all times” while keeping that arm as firm for the rest of the walk.
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Couldn't resist to draw the new SSR card of Epel Felmier 🍎 the outfit suits him so weeeell I just love it ❤️ it was so much fun creating this warm atmosphere and using this range of colors is my favorite thing!
I'm also glad I'm improving my speed at drawing as I actually started it yesterday. I didn't draw any rough sketch at the beginning to challenge myself and I'm happy it didn't bother me at all.
CHARACTERS: first years
summary: your underclassmen has a crush on you (you're a second year cause you got trasported by the magic mirror a year earlier)
I got inspiration to make this fic when i saw Ate Cherry!! post her headcanons on tiktok<33 AJAHDIWHIWHEIAWHEAWI I KEPT GIGGLING I TELL YOU!
Just how will the boys act when they catch a crush on NRC's magicless model student. One who has gained the respect of their peers, seniors, and professors, someone who worked to earn a place at the school despite being transferred involuntarily. The most reliable and welcoming prefect of the school got their heart skipping a beat, what are they like when they're with the most esteemed prefect?
Ace Trappola
He would do anything in his power to try spend time with you (annoy you lovingly), after all he doesn't get much of your time being a year below you and all.
Asks about you a lot, especially asks Jamil whom you share a class with, "Hey Jamil-senpai, we got a buncha sweets from the unbirthday party earlier, want some? No? Then give this to the prefect for me".
He's not slick, he asks which one you liked best so he can bring some more next time, he fills the pastry boxes to the brim and says it's for 'Grim too'.
Suddenly he wants to show off all his card tricks, stopping you randomly in the hall asking you to pick a card.
If he see's you in the basketball court to watch a game of his, he'll either show off or be distracted by you, most of the time it's both
His ego will be 100% crushed if you treat him like a kid, will copy trey and riddle's action to seem more mature.
Making you laugh at his jokes make him so giddy and want to squeal, kick his feet, and twirl his hair like a girl who sees her favorite anime character on screen.
Get's cocky when you praise him
Somewhat unnerved when you see past his unserious facade and see right through him
He definitely looks at Magicam posts about couples to cringe at, only to find himself taking pictures of the both of you and flexing on Deuce
"Who's the luckiest person rn?"
"You're not even dating?"
"Shut up and just be jealous!"
"Of what? You're not dating??"
You hear Riddle's scolds in the hallway, the sight of Ace and Grim fill you with dread, what on earth did they do now? Questions later you told yourself before inserting in their situation. After redirecting Riddle's attention to another responsibility you told him you'd take care of the troublemakers in his stead, despite his protests he'd calmed down and walked off to find professor Crewel to help move papers.
"Mrah! Hench-human!" Grim climbed on your leg to sit himself on your shoulders, head resting against yours as he sighed in relief, "Man I seriously owe you one, walking around with Riddle's heavy collar is a problem I don't want to deal with" he chuckled scratching his neck, you sighed, stepping closer towards him"If you feel so indebted to me then do me a favor and stay out of trouble" fixing his uniform by buttoning up his undershirt and straightening his tie. He held his breath, your shampoo smelled so good, your fingers ghosting on his neck felt heavenly, he could ignore Grim as long as you were close to him. SEVENS GET AHOLD OF YOURSELF YOU SIMP, he yelled at his conscience.
You stepped back and held Grim in your arms, "Yeah, thanks... EHEM! I have a game next Saturday if you wanna watch", he held his head high trying to avoid eye contact as well as the embarrassment of his question. "Don't bother [---], he'll probably lose anyways" Grim yawned, "That's a lot of talk! Sorry but I don't take criticisim from someone who cant even hold a basketball" You patted Grim's head to refrain him from getting in another fight, "I'll be there" you accepted smiling at him softly before heading to your next class, Ace walked to his next lesson with the most satisfied grin, already planning his training so that he wouldn't embarrass himself during the game.
Deuce Spade
He admired your dedication to your studies and hobbies but most importantly your model student vibe.
He finds himself wanting to do better, so that he could feel he's the same level as you and worthy of your attention. (awwe T-T )
He's so honest and nervous with you, Ace gets secondhand embarrassment about the things that comes out his mouth.
"You were so sick today! I mean not sick as in sick, pretty- I mean yeah you look p-pretty good, great! You look great,a-and the potion you made earlier was so cool!" "That was hard to watch, don't mind him he's always weird"
Thankfully you pay no mind to his nervousness, which helps him get more comfortable around you, give him time, he'll start talking casually after a while.
He loves it when you rely on him, need an extra pencil? He's got 12 backups, Need to move stuff around Ramshackle? He's there to help as soon as you told him you were too busy to hang out. He opens doors, jars, stubborn wrappers, everything.
Deuce also texts Ace about you, the difference is that he sends messages of him overthinking his interactions with you.
"Hey do you think what I did earlier was too much?"
"Why are you texting me when I sleep 5 footsteps away from you"
"I think I came off a bit weird..."
"OH MY SEVENS, ALL YOU SAID WAS THANK YOU, SHUT UP"
If you ever show up to a track event, he runs even faster, which straight up looks like sonic, and he gets all bashful if you compliment him a bunch afterwards.
Your mood affects him too, if you're happy it makes him happy, if Ace did something that pissed you off, suddenly he's pissed at Ace too. And when you're sad he tries his best cheering you up, but he does it so awkwardly you end up laughing, mission failed successfully?
He gets all giddy when you notice his efforts to be better and talks about you to his mom
Deuce had another history exam coming up, usually he'd ask help from Trey or Riddle, unfortunately both tutors had important things to attend to leaving him to his lonesome. Deciding to suck it up and study by himself, he got confused on a few parts, yes, but it was self doubt that made him struggle. 30 minutes in is session he was ready to ask for help from anyone, hell, even Azul if he had to.
"Sorry did you wait long?" his eyes widened, speechless as you placed study materials of your own while sitting beside him. "Prefect, what're you doing here?" "Trey asked me if I could help you out, you have history tomorrow yes?" flipping through his notes and references eyes focused on the text. A strand of your hair falling to your face, you tucked it behind your ear, pen still in hand, while the other was scanning his flashcards. The way the light hit your face made you look serene, the comforting scent of your perfume, the slight furrow on your eyebrows, and the fact that you were helping made the scene all the more angelic. He felt his mouth go dry and face flush as he told himself to BE NORMAL!
"350 years?" "No, 530" the boy burried his face in his palms feeling most dissapointed at himself, he wanted to impress you and do well and all he's done so far is mess everything up, as he wallowed in his despair he felt a warm hand rub his back "You don't have to pretend to know everything, if you're confused about my discussion, ask me instead of nodding along, it's ok", he didn't believe that you were magicless at all, especially since you somehow always lifted the invisble weights on his shoulders. "Was I that obvious?" peeking at you from his palms, you nodded laughing softly, after a few more hours, with your guidance and constant encouragement, he answered your mock test perfectly and got all your oral questions right. He'd been tutored before but never once had he felt so happy and reassured the entire time, "I just want to say thank you for your time, I really learned from you, I don't jus feel like I'll do well, I know it!" The other students turned from their chairs and shushed him, feeling ashamed he whispered apologies to those he distrcted.
Jack Howl
Get's to know you through the heartslabyul duo, lowk loves that you have a moral compass and sense of justice, trusts you a lot because of it.
Asks Ruggie for your preferences once and now he has Ruggie AND Leona teasing him for liking you.
"Oho? Is the pup finally turning into a big boy?"
"Shyeheheehee, aww leave the loverboy alone he can't help it!"
"If you didn't want to tell me just don't"
His muscles WILL involuntarily flex if you hold onto his arm, you'd think it's cause he wants to show off his HARD work, but no, he's just a bit nervous
You often catch him following your example and doesn't notice until you point it out, he gets slightly embarrassed
Also a very acts of service guy and quality time kind of guy, he especially loves eating with you while you talk about anything at all as he passes you juice he poured out a can for you, totally cause you're his respected upperclassman nothing more nothing less.
DENIAL, his tsundere heart will try and pass his feelings off as admiration and 'looking up to you' but deep down he knows he likes you more than that but refuses to acknowlege it.
He finally gives into his feelings once he realizes that fighting it off and ignoring it won't make him like you less or make his feelings for you go away
When he gets shy but obviously happy he had those cute downward smiles ( ˶˘ ³˘)♡
He will always be on his best anything when you're around and tries to act more mature than usual even if he wants to participate in the Adeuce's games and competitions.
Heart goes all fuzzy when you help him improve himself
"Awwe you didn't have to help me out, I could have carried these by myself" teasing the poor boy with hand to your chest as he carried a sack of soil walking beside you, "It's nothing...No offense, but this is the same size as you, plus it's a hassle going back and forth from the shed" you sighed in defeat as you look down at your arms carrying stacks of little clay pots and a packet inside one that contained seeds. "What're you going to make with this stuff anyways?" his gruff voice softening, "Ingredients for Professor Crewel's class, he needs more of this stuff for a first year lesson next week" his ears perked up, curious "Wonder what were making..." he hummed "That's gonna be a surprise, I can't keep giving you hints for all your lessons, people might think I favor you more than I already do"
The dramatic statement caused him to stop in his tracks, what did you just say? Favor? HIM?! He shook his head like a dog shaking off water and caught up to you, "What do you mean by—" "Oh! There's a lot of space here!" You crouched on the unoccupied spot spacing the pots you placed on the floor as Jack opened the sack and helped plant ingredients. As his gloved hands patted the soil his eyes wandered, maybe it was the blooming plants around you or the pollen that blurred the rest of his vision and made you the only thing he could see in extreme detail, your soft lips as you murmured instructions, the slight glint in your eyes when you realize your using the proper method in this little gardening project, whatever it was he couldn't look away.
The scene was quite domestic in his perspective and he didn't want to ruin this moment. While watering the seeds you had asked why he seemed so knowlegeable about plants, which led to a 2 hour tail wagging conversation about the succulent plants he had nurtured and researched about, and maybe even inviting you to plant one with him on your free time since you're interested?
Epel Felmier
Most likely met you through Rook talking about the beauty of your resilience
He tries to act more "manly" around you, he genuinely hates it when you find him cute, and though he's learns from Rook and Vil to see it as a strength he still has trouble getting used to it. When you make him feel reassured and more comfortable with that side of himself, and remind him it doesn't make him less of a man inevitably made him fall hard
He makes apple carvigs of things you like or mentioned you're interested in
You once helped him wipe off his smudged makeup, now he runs to you for makeup tips instead of Vil, whether your good at makeup or not he'd rather learn makeup with you/from you, cause apparently Vil's instructions are too long
Will come to Ramshackle to gorge on food Vil banned him from eating "I can't take nother day of that bland crap! So what if they got weird chemicals on em? Better than unseasoned chicken I tell ya!"
He'll let his accent fly loose, no need to act so prim and proper when he can be himself with you
If you compliment one of his cardigans he WILL give one to you and prolly brag to ace how you're wearing one of his clothes
Will show off his flight skills when you're out on the field or at a spelldrive match
When you try to carry a lot of things he'll want to help, mostly cause he wants to show off how stronger he's gotten
Wants to have your opinion when he tries wearing clothes that aren't his usual style
"Honestly, why not ask Vil for help?" you sighed patting his face with tissue to pick up oils, dirt, and sweat off his fair complexion "He once took an hour explaining proper cleaning techniques on 7 different brushes that looked all the same!" "That just means he's knowlegeable, you should take advantage of that and use it to improve" He huffed knowing you were right but was still too stubborn to listen, you chuckled at his very visible frustration as you lightly reapplied his makeup.
"But I get what you mean, he can be a bit overwhelming" "RIGHT?!" his eyes flew open, holding your wrist as his face held agreement with a touch of annoyance. You stared at him in surprise, realizing his hold on you and his sudden closeness, he got to see your features up close like he's never before. Your eyes and beautiful hue it had, your nose and forehead that gave him cuteness aggression, and the slight gape on your lips that made him want to close the gap. His face spread red all the way to his neck and ears in embarrassment once he heard your laughter letting his grip on you go and creating more distance.
"Oh you poor thing! I'll be sure to ask Vil to go easy on you the next I see him" "...P-please do" He shut his eyes again internally kicking himself for such a reckless act. You two continued to laugh and chat while you gently patted product on his skin. "Ah~ Young love! Such a beautiful act of devotion, and to think Monsieur Pomette would develop such feelings for the Trickster! Youth is truly the prime of romance, truly fantastique!" Rook clutched his chest as Vil creased his brow, "How crude, since he has so much time to criticize my methods of teaching then I shall have a 2 hour session of it's importance" he glared at the first year's back.
Sebek Zigvolt
Beats Jack in the denial stage, this guy is not accpeting it and gaslights himself trying to convince himself you're just another sophmore he respects, until it drives him stir crazy
He'll find himself contradicting himself though, and gets flustered when Ace teases him about it "Nonsense! This is clearly respect to it's highest form! I should have known someone like you would not understand!" "Yeah whatever makes you feel better man, I've got other stuff to do than argue with a brick wall"
He really appreciates your patience and gentle tone when you speak with him, he gets a little quieter to hear you better
Very happy if you recognize his liege's greatness with him too
Will seek you out if he hears people disrespect your name
You help him see the beauty of human nature and he'll never notice how he slowly starts to drop the nickname of human when talking to you
HUMAN WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HIM, WHY IS HE SUDDENLY EXPECTANTLY AWAITING YOUR HAND WRITTEN LETTERS? He told you once that he preferred traditional forms of communication and you noticing small details about him made his face fume, but not in anger
Lilia will nudge him into the right direction to understand his feelings, the old bat enjoys youthful romance it seems
It will take him a while to accept his feelings for you but once he does, he is not quiet about it
Will court you by fae standards but you don't really understand so you accept his gifts thinking it's out of platonic kindness which frustrates him to no end but he ends up frozen every time he tries to voice out his feelings in preson.
"[---]! YOU LEFT YOUR NOTEBOOK WITH ME WHEN YOU WHERE EXPLAINING HUMAN SLANG TERMS"
Oh right I forgot lol
"THIS IS NO LAUGHING MATTER! ONE MUST BE MINDFUL OF THEIR BELONGINGS"
Even through the screen I can hear you 😭
"Why are you crying?!"
No sebek I'm not actually crying, it's just an expression 😓
"Why must humans find new ways to complicate things"
So how did talking to Lilia go? Can you finally understand him?
"Absolutely! Lilia even praised my use of terms, I lowkey killed him out there!"
You cackled in your room startling Grim but he brushed it off too tired to argue with you and went back to sleep. You turn to your side tapping on your keyboard, you genuinely hope he doesn't use these terms in person or else you wouldn't be able to hold it in and neither can Ace and the rest of the group.
Good on you for learning so quickly :))
"I am beyond grateful for your guidance, therefore I must return your notebook at once!"
Sebek the sun's already setting just give it back tomorrow morning
There was no doubt about it, he'd made up his mind and he's sticking to it. Upon his arrival he left the notebook with you thanking him as he headed back to his dorm. "Wait! won't you stay for a little while?" he halted, his heart screamed at him to indulge in your presence but his mind said otherwise "I cannot stay here longer than I already have, our dormitory has curfews I must oblige by, as they are my liege's instruction!" he replied stil walking facing away from you, knowing he'd be unable to stop himself had he turned around and followed your dissapointed tone. Your lips turned downwards, as you look at him with those longing eyes he can't stop glaring back at, the wind softly blowing your hair as if urging him to tuck it behind your ear. GOODNESS HOW COULD I THINK OF SUCH THINGS! He scolded, quickening his pace towards the hall of mirrors as his ears and face painted red.
In which GN!Reader and their boyfriend, Jamil/Rook/Epel/Sebek, get freaky the night before their birthday. As a result, their boyfriend must wear their newly-earned marks to the birthday party.
Warnings: 18+, AFAB!Reader who uses they/them pronouns, references to sexual activities, references to hickeys/bruises/rope burns,
Happy birthday to @theimportanceofbeing-earnest! This is part of our little exchange back in January.
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hello!! i absolutely adored your crewel adopts us hcs!! do you think you could do the cast reacting to finding this out?? i don’t have any specific characters in mind so just do whoever you feel like doing<3
Who's Your Daddy?
Synopsis. The trouble-making trio find out who your adoptive dad is!
Pairings. Ace T., Deuce S., Epel F. x Gn! Reader
Contains. kinda crack fic, platonic/romantic (mostly platonic), you're studious asf(Ace), country boy Epel coming out, send your prayers to Deuce
a/n I've decided... the troublemakers it is!!!
Ace caught you at a bad time.
You were asked to stay after school for your Potionology class, a special request by Professor Crewel. Ace was confused by this; you never get asked to stay after school by teachers, you're a much better student than him after all.
Even though the ginger teased you on and on about how you were getting in trouble from a teacher who seemed to favor you, he was worried about the reason for why you got in trouble!
Maybe you were getting bad marks because of him and Deuce's behavior in class, or maybe you were getting asked to control your friends, aka, him and Deuce and Grim! Oh, this was bad... What if he was indirectly getting in trouble!
Ace knew what he had to do... it was the job bestowed onto him by the Seven... He was going to eaves drop onto the conversation you and Professor Crewel were having!
His ear pressed against the door, trying his best to make his hearing better with sheer willpower. He couldn't hear much of anything, but what he could hear was the sound of sniffling. That was not good.
He could faintly make out Crewel's voice as well, saying something like, "I know you're smarter than this. It's just one equation."
And apparently, you were crying, shouting,"This equation is impossible, how to Potionologists even do this stuff?!" he heard that part the clearest... he tried his hardest not to laugh, but a small snort came through to the other side of the door.
Crewel paused his instructing, walking to the door and swinging it open. Ace collapsed on the floor, not expecting to be caught red handed...
"What are you doing here pup?" Crewel squinted. It was clear he was at his wits end.
"I--UH, Nothing--!" "Don't lie, you're clearly here for something."
(y/n) wiped their tears and turned around in their seat, looking back in horror."ACE??!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!!"
"I'M NOT EAVESDROPPING I PROMISE!!!"
"Hey, quiet down pup! My child is trying to learn over there and you're not helping!" Crewel declared, bringing out his red, black and white whip and poking Ace's forehead with it.
"Huh??!! Did you say child?? (Y/N) ARE YOU PROFESSOR CREWEL'S KID??? Be real with me RIGHT NOW."
Ace was convinced his professor was lying. There was no way his best friend's dad was his DEMON of a teacher
"uh yeah... sorry you had to find out this way..?"
"YEAH YOU BETTER BE SORRY! I can't believe you're related to him..."
"We're not related, I'm adopted... If you couldn't tell." (y/n) sighed.
"...Imagine being adopted." He snorted.
"Okay mut, out of the room you go. My pup must study their Potionology!"
"Dude, hey, I could sit with them while ya teach. I'll be quiet I promise!"
Crewel looked at his dear child with their tear stained cheeks and pleading eyes.
He sighed,"Fine, but if you so much as interrupt their thought process, you're out."
The ginger quickly hopped to his feet and sat beside you, leaning in real close and leaning his head on his hand."After this, you gotta fill me in on how you managed to get adopted by our Potionology teacher."
"I will I will--" "Back to the lesson, pup! Focus this time."
You and Ace both groaned. This lesson probably sent both of you to your deathbeds.
Deuce caught you in the hallway walking with Crewel. For some reason, he strongly believed that you were in huge trouble. Perhaps it was the way that Crewel was walking briskly with his whip in hand, or maybe the way you were staring down at the ground as you tried to keep up with the professor.
In truth, you did get in trouble-- you forgot to take your father's dogs out for a walk while he was busy at school with a meeting -- but Deuce thought Crewel was punishing you for getting caught with Adeuce again while they were skipping a class...
The boy was quick to jump in front of you and Crewel, "Professor, I'm so sorry about us skipping class the other day-- (y/n) did nothing wrong-- PLEASE DON'T EXPEL MEEEE!" he shouted.
Crewel's eyes widened. "Pardon? Slow down when you speak so I can understand you."
"Me, Ace, and (y/n) skipped class the other day-- It was all Ace's idea I swear! Please don't expel (y/n)!!!"
You were standing there, stunned by how Deuce literally folded under no pressure whatsoever. "Deuce... oh my Sevens..." you facepalmed.
"What? Oh no, we're getting expelled aren't we!"
Crewel didn't give you or Deuce a second to respond, glaring at you,"You mean to tell me that my child skipped class?"
"Yes and we are VERY sorry-- wait, child?"
You could practically see the dots connecting in the boy's head as he went silent for a couple seconds.
"... OH MY GOD (Y/N) I'M SO SORRY I DIDN'T KNOW HE WAS YOUR DAD!!!"
Poor Deuce was on the verge of tears... this became a life or death situation for you all because of HIM.
"Well, thank you for telling me, pup. You three will not be expelled, but you'll find yourself in detention." Crewel nodded at Deuce, yet the man was still fuming as he turned to you,"Me and this disobedient pup will have to discuss many things at home... Goodbye, Spade."
Deuce knew that the second you were released from your home, he was getting his head chewed off by both you and Ace for outing the secret...
Crewel was over at Pomefoire to assist Vil with a fashion mishap. He needed some ideas for what to wear to his upcoming runway show, as well as the fabrics he would use. Who better to ask than Professor Crewel, the high end fashion man himself!
As Vil was picking out the various fabrics he wanted, he remembered that there was a certain fabric he wanted to look at but didn't have. When describing it to Crewel, the man realized he had some of it laying around in the office of his home.
He groaned, knowing he wouldn't be home for a while. Vil suggested that Crewel call his child.
Epel just so happened to be walking by when Crewel declared that he would be calling his child, then heard your voice on the other end of the line...
First, the country boy looked to Rook, then at Vil with total surprise. "Is that... (y/n)?" he whispered to Rook.
"Hm? Oui! C'est le trickster! Your little friend!" Rook cheered.
Epel was quick to aggressively text his phone. He hunched over on the couch, tuning out whatever Vil had to say about his posture, and sent you a little voice note that sounded like..:"(y/n)??!! WHAT IN TARNASHION! YA SERIOUSLY DIDN'T TELL ME THAT YER CREWEL'S KID???"
He inhaled and came back twice as angry, "YER GON' GET IT WHEN I FIND YA, I TELL YEW! THIS WHOLE TIME I COULD'A ASKED YER DAGURN POPS FOR TUTORIN'???"
That went on for another minute or so. Vil and Crewel were both absolutely perturbed, Rook was equally surprised, and you sent back a voice message. "Uh... yeah... that's my dad... he adopted me earlier this year. In my defense, I thought you were in the know about that!"
"Naw... this is straight BETRAYAL."
"OH MY SEVENS, I'm very sorry Epel that I didn't tell you who my dad was I guess??"
You earned yourself a very pissed off Epel who made you buy him lunch for three days straight because of the self-proclaimed betrayal....
