#deuce spade x m reader

[maplleaf]

Delinquent and Pretty Bo... simp?

(Pre-TWST) Deuce Spade x m!reader

< use of swearing, violence (delinquent stuff, but fight scenes...hard) > 

Deuce Spade isn’t a name that you would associate with kindness. He’s a delinquent, to put it to simple words. He’s rough with people, barely cares about rules, and an overall rude person to begin with.

From the opposite side, (y/n) (l/n). A model student; the student council president, ranked number one when rankings came out and has been compared at times with the descendant prince of Snow White. 

Deuce knows about him, who wouldn’t? Though he never had any beef with the guy. He never intervened with Deuce’s delinquent life, nor has he reported any of his friends. All that he’s done is make a good face for the school, creating different events that draws in attention, and money for the school.

Not a single person would think that their worlds would cross, the only possible being a rivalry between the model student and the delinquent. Even Deuce himself couldn’t think of any world where they could be friends, that is until that day came.

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As usual, Deuce got into another fight behind his school. The only difference is that he’s losing in this one. His whole gang is busted as well, the few remaining ones ran away. There were still about two people left, one of them walking towards the blonde delinquent with a sinister smile. 

Deuce could see his mouth moving, probably saying cheesy lines like “You’re done now,” or “This is over, you can’t run.” He’s just hoping that any kind of medical bills won’t be expensive for his mother. 

It was when his vision started to blur when he sees a baseball bat hitting the delinquent causing him to fall. One of the rival gang’s member came to help his friend but ends up getting kicked in the stomach before the figure punched him. 

The injured person didn’t fall yet, launching a strong punch to them only for the figure to dodge, grabbing his beck and smashing him to the nearby wall. Possibly causing a crack on the poor wall. 

Deuce’s eyesight is fucking horrible right now, but he could see the figure running up to him. He thought that they’ll do the same thing to him, causing broken bones or an even expensive hospital bill. Only for the figure to wrap his arm around their neck, helping him walk. 

He could hear them talk slightly, albeit the ringing in his ears blocking out most of the words. The person’s voice is coherent enough for him to recognize it. Deuce was focusing on their voice to the point where he didn’t realize they’ve arrived at the infirmary. 

The nurse isn’t here, as usual. Afterschool to avoid delinquents like him barging into her office, she already went home or is somewhere else in the school. 

The figure who carried him here quickly placed Deuce on one of the beds, scrambling away to look for medical supplies around. It’s here where the ringing in Deuce’s ear and his eyesight slowly went back normal, or at least normal enough for him to understand his surroundings.

Deuce slowly sat up, albeit a stinging pain on his stomach made it painful. From inside the room he sees his savior; (y/n) (l/n). The honor student seems fidgety nervous; much different than how he usually is when in front of the whole school. 

Right as he got up from the cabinets, holding multiple medical supplies, he noticed Deuce looking at him. “Don’t move much, it’ll be painful!” he scolded, rushing to the delinquent to sit beside him. 

“Give me your arm,” (y/n) requested. Deuce wanted to retort back, though with the state he’s in he’s not sure he’ll be able to fight back. So he reluctantly do as he’s told. (y/n) got to patching him up in an instant, for a guy who’s trying not to panic he’s doing a good job patching him up. 

When he’s done with his arm, (y/n) discarded the dirty cotton used to clean Deuce’s wounds. “Ah, your stomach is hurt right?” right when he’s about to patch the supposed wound on his stomach, he paused for a moment. 

“...do you need my help or can you do it yourself?” Deuce raised an eyebrow. He doesn’t care much for the student council president, but his actions seems different than how he is usually.

“I can do it m’self,” he huffed, “where are my friends?”

(y/n)’s memory suddenly returned to him. The rush of adrenaline gone as he briefly explained, “they’re probably caught by security by now.” He sighed, “as the council’s president, I should’ve stopped the fight before it began. But I was unfortunately late... again.”

“But you saved my ass,” Deuce spat out, leaning against the infirmary’s rough metal bedframe. “Owe ya one.”

“Yeah, right,” (y/n) trailed, his eyes accidentally drifting to the clock as he’s once again reminded of the time. “Do you need a lift home? With that wound, walking would hurt.”

Deuce brushed it off with a ‘tch’, standing up and walking towards the door, albeit with a limp, “I can handle m’self. Go do your work, president.”

The delinquent left (y/n) in the infirmary. He wanted to help Deuce walk, or even escort him to the entrance. Though he feels like doing something else would cause in better results. 

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After the strange first encounter, Deuce occasionally sees the council’s president. Usually in the infirmary, as he ends up helping the delinquent with his wounds. Again.

It was around this time when Deuce heard the phone call that made him rethink his entire decisions so far. His mother cried due to his delinquency. He made his mother cry.

The sentence made his poor heart shatter. Deuce didn’t care about what happens to him, whether it’ll be getting beaten up to a pulp or punching another guy for causing troubles with him. What he did care about is his mother, and when reality hits him he couldn’t bare the thought of disappointing his mother again.

So after a long while of thinking; he decides he would change. The Deuce that’s known as a delinquent would soon be known as the honor student! Though transforming from a feared delinquent to an honor student isn’t an easy task, so Deuce asked someone perfect to help him...

“Tutoring?” (y/n) questioned, not sure the words he's hearing is right.

Deuce nodded. This is a rare sight; the blonde hotheaded delinquent bowing down to the student council’s president. Deuce had requested (y/n) to tutor him ‘the honor student’s ways’ as he puts it. 

“Y’re the only one I know who I can rely on, so please help me!” Deuce practically begged. Looking up towards the boy with hopeful eyes.

(y/n) felt heat creeping from the back of his neck, opting to place his palms on it. “Yeah sure, we can start tomorrow after my meeting,” Deuce’s eyes beamed at the offer. Bowing down multiple times again to say his thanks before bolting out of the hallway.

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“Why’s the president late?”

Right as the student council member said that, the door to the meeting room is opened by said president. He didn’t speak. (y/n) simply sat on the couch, grabbed a pillow and dove his face into it.

“Simping, he was simping,” another member answered. The whole student council are used to this sight. Most of the students wouldn’t believe if they said that the school’s honor student and heartthrob frequently gets flustered by just one delinquent guy.

“he’ssocutewhenheboweddownandhiseyesaresobrightmyheartcan’ttakeit,ican’tpleaseican’t,” (y/n) spoke, but it felt like incoherent rapping or mumbling. 

The vice-president sat down beside the guy, though her face seems more judging than relating to him. “With how much you’ve done for him, just confess at this point, dumbass.”

(y/n) gave her a deadpan look, “what’s that suppose to mean?”

The whole student council sighed internally. “As if we don’t know! You cover up for him all the time!” one of the members pointed out. Making their president slightly offended, as if he doesn’t know what he’s doing.

“Shortened suspensions and detention, threatening rival gangs to not see him, distracting staff so he’ll escape trouble, announcing events right after he’s done something wrong, paying for most of his property damage,” the vice president listed, causing (y/n) to sink further into the couch in embarrassment. And for being exposed for using his power for personal gain...

“Do I need to list more?” she asks, a terrifying glare making him feel flustered. 

“No, I think that’s enough....”

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[moonlitnyx]

𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒…𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐅𝐈𝐓𝐒?!?

Your boyfriend absolutely spoils you. But hey, whats so wrong with that?

ft. LEONA KINGSCHOLAR, MALLEUS DRACONIA, VIL SCHOENHEIT, DEUCE SPADE x GN READER

content. TOTALLY SFW, fluff, there isn't any nsfw i did a pun in the title (do u get it) reader could be seen as yuu

notes. Reader is so lucky to get spoiled i wanna get spoiled not fair not fair-also, new fic layout!! Hope u like it...also I listened to MAGNOLIA by Gang of Youths while writing this and bro its such a good song stfu

ft. LEONA KINGSCHOLAR

Leona leans back on the carseat, arm resting on the back of your seat as he lets out a sigh as you show him your newest haul that you had gotten from the store using his credit card, mind you. You grin toothily, the backseat of his car filled with an astronomical amount of bags that make even him rethink his decisions.

"At this rate, you just might make a prince of Sunset Savannah go bankrupt." He eyes you wearily. "How does someone like you need all of this stuff?" He says the words without malice-no, instead filled with pure confusion.

"Ohhhh c'mon, you're a prince! You should know a lil' luxury is essential for happiness in life!" You exclaim, and Leona looks at you with skepticism.

He shakes his head, amused. "Okay, okay. Stop lookin' at me with those eyes or I might just buy you a whole mall next." He grins, sharp canines poking out.

"OMG, maybe I can do your hair now that I got new hair products!"

"Don't push it," He drawls. "I haven't forgotten the last time you 'did my hair' and I ended up with pigtails."

"Not my fault you looked so cute with pigtails! Look I even have it on my phones home screen-"

ft. MALLEUS DRACONIA

"My love, I would buy you the world if it meant seeing you grin like that."

He smiles as he places the delicate chain on your neck, paired with a pendant of a wilted rose studded with rubies and emeralds. He had meticulously picked it, he had told you with a small, almost shy smile.

"You shouldn't have, Malleus." You ears are red, flustered just thinking about how adorably sweet Malleus is. "You keep getting me things that I don't even have time to give you a thank you gift."

"Nothing is more precious a gift than your happiness," He murmurs, planting a chaste kiss on your temple. You giggle at his words.

"Your such a sap. Sometimes your a full 180 when your talking with Leona," You say, amused.

"Kingscholar is a brat." His green eyes are filled with annoyance at the thought of Leona, and you snicker.

"Maybe he thinks the same 'bout you." You nudge him with your elbow, and he looks utterly exasperated. "C'mon, lets go get ice cream!"

Malleus' mood instantaneously lightens. "Ice cream?" His voice is filled with a childish excitement, and you nod, a grin plastered on your face.

"It'll be my treat, this time."

ft. VIL SCHOENHEIT

"Liebling, please buy at least something." Vil frowns as he stares at your hands, which, too his dismay, don't hold any shopping bags, not even food.

"I don't need anything, plus I feel guilty that I'm leeching off of you." You shrug, and Vil's purple eyes are filled with concern before he scoffs.

"Mein Liebling," my darling, "You're not "leeching off" of me." He lets out a soft smile, and pinches your cheek, which leads you to let out an indignant "ow!" and a cackle from Vil.

"What's the point of being successful if I can't spoil you?" He clicks his tongue, before glaring at you. You know he's just upset that you're thinking bad about yourself, and it made your heart skip a beat. Most thought that Vil Schoenheit was a stuck-up, rude, controlling snob, but really he just was showing his care for those he loved.

"'m sorry, Vil." You let out a smile, and Vil sighs in relief. "But, if you''re going to spoil me, then I get the right to spoil you too!"

"If you must," Vil waves his hand. "Whatever makes you happy."

ft. DEUCE SPADE

Deuce knows that he can't compare much with his friends and seniors when it comes to education or being rich, but Deuce knows that he doesn't need to be rich to spoil you.

It's the small acts, him giving you half of his lunch when you cant afford one yourself, helping you study while also horribly struggling himself, giving you small gifts that remind him of you.

Today was like any other, with both you and Deuce banging your heads on the table as you study for Trein's newest test.

"You're a real one, Deuce." Your voice is muffled as you rest your forehead on the wooden table. "When I asked Ace for help he sad that his tutor fee's were "twenty dollars an hour"! He's such a scam," you grumble.

Deuce looks up, a smile on his face. "No problem. I thought it would be cool if we both got A's and showed off to Ace." You laugh at that.

You nod. "Let's wipe that smirk off Ace's face!"

©moonlitnyx. do not repost, plagiarize, translate, or adapt my work without prior permission and or confirmation.

[millienia]

hi !! m not sure if u take rqs but if u do ,, do u mind writing the first years x a rllyyy short reader? any gender is fine !! <3

i didn’t expect you to be so tiny

synopsis: the first years with a.. really short prefect.

gn!yuu

ACE TRAPPOLA

this guy is average (i suppose) height, so he’d probably laugh right in your face about your height.

“HAHA bro how are you that tiny😂😂” coded

you, as a member of the short community, want to do nothing more than yank his hair.

smh.

if you needed to grab something from a shelf taller than you (most shelves in NRC), he’d probably watch you struggle for a hot minute and then laugh at you — only after that routine is he willing to help you out.

“loud sigh, fineeee, since you need my help so bad, i GUESS i’ll help you out”, he says.

though with his reaction, you think you’d much rather have just climbed onto a chair and done it yourself.

you are sick and TIRED.

DEUCE SPADE

he’s not as.. assholey about it as ace, but you can definitely tell he’s aware of your shortness.

the moment you stand in front of a shelf that is, in fact, taller than you — he’s already behind you and has the item you needed in his hands, smiling warmly.

you died.

he carries stuff for you because apparently, ‘you might not be able to carry it! because you’re, well..’

you appreciate it, of course, but —

— you can carry a single grocery bag, okay?

he underestimates you quite a bit because of your height, which is most of the time annoying, but it’s funny sometimes.

JACK HOWL

he’s like 6’3” what the fuck. and considering you’re.. cough cough really short, it’d probably be funny seeing you two standing next to eachother.

the contrast would probably bewilder some people, add-in the fact he’s really muscular and then it’d even be creepy to some.

like deuce, he’d probably underestimate you to some extent because of your.. rather diminutive height.

he’d have to look straight down to see you, and you’d have to crane your neck up to see him, which is honestly sad.

he doesn’t seem like he’d be hard to deal with, though.

he’d just sort of, not really mention the difference.

EPEL FELMIER

short people solidarity WOO!!!

he’d be shaking, crying, shitting, literally all the bodily functions, when he first meets you.

there’s someone in the school who is shorter than him!!

he’d be helping you grab things from shelves, resting his arm on your shoulder or head, and other things.

literally anything to validate himself in the fact he is taller than someone his age.

he’d tease you for being short, but if anyone full-on bullied you about it, he’d beat them up.

lmao.

the day you wear heels that make you taller than him is the day of his downfall.

SEBEK ZIGVOLT

okay, we have to remember what he grew up being taught, alright?

this man is a KNIGHT. bro is CHIVALROUS.

regardless of your height, he’d be helping you carry and grab stuff.

but when you’re short— and much shorter than him—, his, uh, coddling is amped up a bit.

“as a knight, i must protect you! especially because you are so harmless!”

you, who literally survived through multiple overblots: 🧍.

it’s sweet, though.

the effort is definitely there! 

[twistedwonderworm]

Greetings! are you okay with threesome? If not please ignore this, can i request Ace Deuce duo dominating their pomiefore senior (mReader) because reader has been too cocky and keep teasing them and they had enough, maybe a bit public sex and breeding too-! (Imagine Ace being too cocky when seeing reader being cockdrunk by them www) thank you! Have a nice day!

Of course you can! I'm sorry this is so late, and I hope this is what you want!

Pretty little slut (TWST NSFW)

Pairing: Ace Trappola x M!reader x Deuce Spade

Warnings: Threesome, teasing, degradation, public sex, breeding kink, oral sex, rimming, praise kink, orgasm denial, overstimulation, dacryphilia, hair pulling, spanking

Word count: 1,204

Everyone in this fic is 18+

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Classes were over for the day, but there were still a few students milling through the halls. That was what made what Ace and Deuce were doing with Y/N so risky. Nonetheless, none of them wanted to stop. Y/N had been such a tease that day, whispering about all of the sinful things he wanted the two Heartslabyul students to do to him into their ears throughout the day. He would also touch their thighs in class and in the library when nobody would see, so very close to where they wanted him but too far away for their liking. So Ace and Deuce decided to punish their beloved.

Currently Ace had his tongue down Y/N's throat as Deuce kissed and sucked on the Pomfiore student's neck and shoulder. His blazer, vest, and shirt were opened and dragged down just enough for his shoulders to be bare. His pants were still on but undone as Ace's hand was inside, fondling his twitching length through his underwear.

"Look at this little slut~" Ace purred after pulling away from Y/N to gaze down into his glazed over eyes. "Only a few touches and he's already this desperate for us~"

Deuce lifted his head just enough to smirk at his fellow Heartslabyul member, "He needs to be punished for how much he tortured us through classes so he won't be getting out of this easily."

Ace nodded, agreeing, giving Y/N a rough squeeze before pulling his hand away, "I wonder how many times we can get him to cum until he can't think anymore~"

Y/N shivered in both fear and arousal at their conversation, "P-please have mercy on me...” He felt his dick twitch in interest though.

Ace chuckled and shook his head, "Sorry, babe. But you started this. This is just payback." He moved to sit in a chair, undoing his pants just enough to pull his cock out, "Get him over here, Deucey. You know how much he loves sucking dick~"

Deuce huffed at being called such but still led their darling towards Ace. While Y/N settled between Ace's legs, Deuce pushed his pants down a little more. He needed to prepare Y/N for what was to come later. Ace let out a soft groan as Y/N's pretty lips wrapped around the head of his cock. Y/N always looked so pretty with a cock in his mouth.

Y/N looked up at Ace to gauge his reactions, swirling his tongue around the head. He knew all control he had currently though would go right out the window once Deuce started taking care of him. He may not be the smartest student in the bunch, but Deuce knew how to use his tongue. Y/N took more of Ace into his mouth, taking his time to worship every inch of it. Ace was still looking down at him, with that cocky grin on his face. Y/N wished he could just wipe it off his face, but Deuce chose that exact moment to begin his attack.

Y/N moaned out around Ace's cock as Deuce lathed his tongue around his hole, teasing their sweet darling even more. Y/N felt like he might just die right here if he was teased like this much longer. Though, he knew he deserved it from how much of a brat he was earlier. Ace grinned and grabbed hold of Y/N’s hair, pulling him down more onto his cock.

“That’s it, just like that, little slut~” Ace purred, hearing Y/N start to gag and choke a bit, “I know you can take it.” Tears sprung to Y/N’s face as the tip of Ace’s cock hit the back of his throat, so he tried to relax his throat a bit to make it easier to deepthroat Ace. He could feel slipping his tongue into him as Ace’s hips started to buck. Y/N was quickly getting distracted from Ace by the wondrous things the blue-haired boy buried in his ass could do with his tongue. Though much to Y/N’s dismay, Deuce didn’t take his time to eat him out until he came, sobbing and drooling. Today was all about Deuce and Ace getting their revenge for his teasing, and their favorite way to punish him was orgasm denial. So he knew he wasn’t getting out of it easily when Deuce started to prepare him with his fingers.

When Y/N was properly prepared, Deuce pulled away from his ass, slapping one of his ass cheeks, causing him to yelp and moan loudly around Ace’s cock. The ginger tugged Y/N’s hair more, his hips bucking up into Y/N’s mouth more. It was obvious that he was close, so Deuce simply smirked and grabbed a hold of Y/N’s hair, pulling him off of Ace’s cock. The Pomfiore student whimpered but said nothing as the ginger swore, his orgasm ruined.

“What the fuck was that about?” He growled, crimson eyes glaring at Deuce.

The blue-haired male was unbothered by his glare, “Why should you get to cum when I’m not even close?” He asked, pulling his cock out and rubbing it up against Y/N’s ass, “You can wait a little bit just like our little slut.”

Ace rolled his eyes but pushed back into Y/N’s mouth as Deuce pushed inside of the Pomfiore student. Both Heartslabyul males groaned in unison and Y/N couldn’t help the moan that slipped out around Ace’s cock. Ace’s movements were faster and rougher than Deuce’s when they finally started to move. Ace just wanted to get off by now, while Deuce still wanted to tease him. He hand stroked Y/N’s cock at the same pace as his hips were moving as he hissed filthy things into Y/N’s ear.

“You like choking on Ace’s cock while taking mine, don’t you~?” He purred, squeezing his lover’s cock. Y/N nodded and moaned again, drawing another moan out of Ace. Tears were falling from Y/N’s cheeks as he came after a few more strokes of Deuce’s hand, cum getting all over Deuce’s fist and the floor. Though, this didn’t stop the other two. Y/N whined and mewled from the overstimulation as they continued to fuck him from both ends.

Ace glanced down at the tear-stained face of their beloved, "Are you being a good little slut for us, darling~?" He purred, "Gonna let Deucey breed that slutty little hole of yours~" The vibration of the moan Y/N released around his cock caused Ace to spill down Y/N’s throat with a cry of his name within a few minutes. Deuce was the last one to finish, giving a few more thrusts before he finished inside of Y/N. The three males slumped over one another, Ace barely staying in the chair he was sitting in.

Deuce kissed Y/N’s temple, smiling when Ace leaned over to the kiss Y/N too, “You did so well, love.” He whispered to him.

Ace nodded and carded his fingers through Y/N’s hair, “Yes, he did, but now we need to figure out how to clean up without getting caught.”

[kunikame]

# PURPLE LILACS !

[05] - perhaps he's into you ! | prev. | m. list | next

ace trappola x fem!reader smau

! warning(s) : cussing, miss-spellings in the tweets & texts, slight lilia lore spoilers, common jamil and azul behavior ("kys" used 2 times) ! w/c : 1k

when lilia vanrouge says he's coming over, he usually appears approximately 20 seconds after he warned you of his upcoming arrival, dressed in his dorm uniform.

tonight, however, your favorite fae-stie barely gives you a second to prepare before he appears in your room in a puff of green mist and his pink silky pajama set (yes, the one much like shaggy wore in the loch ness monster scooby-doo movie, just in pink). 

"what's up what's up what's uuup~!" he sing-songs, dropping down gracefully on the edge of your bed.

"hi, lils. cater?"

"on his way, do not fret. i brought some diasomnia snacks! and–"

"did you make them."

"no, he did not," said a monotone voice from somewhere. upon realizing it was not lilia who spoke, you turn toward the source, only to see malleus draconia (alias hornton) in the flesh, causing you to very nearly die of a heart attack.

okay, you might be over exaggerating. a little.

"--and malleus, i hope you don't mind. he wanted to join 'girls' night," the musician grins.

“nah, he’s welcome to join any time, i’m just not quite sure he’ll find it entertaining,” you say as you turn to look at the raven haired fae, “make yourself at home, hornton. i’ll go get the drinks and wait for cay.”

you spot grim playing with the resident ghosts in the living room area on your way to the (severely run down) kitchen. before you can even fully step into the room, you hear a few light knocks on the door and take a sharp turn towards the entrance instead. what greets you there is a heavily shaking individual known as cater diamond dressed in only his pajamas, carrying some baked goods (courtesy to trey) and his phone.

“w-what’s up what-’s up what’s u-u-uup?!”

a beat of silence passes and you momentarily consider just shutting the door in his face because how and why the fuck are riddle rosehearts and deuce spade also here. you can handle malleus, he’s much like a pet rock, but riddle in the same room with lilia and cater? you think your hair might start graying a bit early.

“riddle and deuce! what are you guys doing here?” you step aside to let them in with a strained smile only to glare daggers at your good friend behind their backs.

“cater insisted i come along and ‘hang out’ with ‘the girls’ for a bit. he said i need to mingle with people my age more to be able to keep up with the trends, or something along those lines, i believe. i don’t see a purpose behind me being here however, so i can take my leave if you’d rather keep it to a close circle discussion– i can’t leave trey to watch over the entire dorm either, i am housewarden, after all.”

“i got pulled along against my will.”

the drastic difference in their response, reasoning and length struck you like lightning for a mere second, “oh– uh, no, don’t worry, you’re all good, riddle. you can stay if you wish to! i won’t keep you against your will though. same goes for you, deuce. you just have to promise whatever you hear tonight stays between us.”

“not to worry, the queen of hearts rule number 14 states that secrets must stay between included parties. may the queen strike me down herself lest i break a rule.”

“anywayy~ after all this chitter chatter cay-cays’s gotten hungryyy and treys’ home-baked tarts are directly under my nose! it would be a crime to not eat them! shoo-shoo, up we go!"

a couple hours have passed since the guys arrival, and everything's been going well so far. it was quite a shock for the heartslabyul trio to find the malleus draconia here at first as well, but they’ve slowly warmed up to him and began to consider him as ‘one of the girls’. the conversation’s been flowing well and the night was filled with shared laughs and stories.

you were just finishing up recounting the recent happenings with ace to fill everyone in on the details when malleus spoke.

“i believe he might just be.. ‘into you’, was it?” he turned to lilia for confirmation, who nodded abruptly. “that’s what i’m saying! the little bat just won’t believe me,” he said, leaning onto cater (who nods along in agreement while patting his bandmate) dramatically, as if you not believing his nonsense caused him a fatal wound. so much for being a war general, this guy is a drama general at best.

“lils, he hates me.”

“enemies to lovers, i say! enemi–”

“on the contrary, i think he quite likes you, actually,” the redheaded housewarden speaks up from the corner he’s sat in, “you’re almost all he talks about recently.”

“oh, you’re right! i asked him about our alchemy homework last week and he found some way to bring you up, even in that conversation. ‘i wonder if [name]’s done it yet? should we ask? i hope she’s not struggling with her studies. perhaps we could help her out’ like, shut up,” said deuce, popping some candy in his mouth with a clearly annoyed look in his eyes. if you didn’t know him any better, you’d think he was jealous of his friend.

that forced you to stop and think for a moment. if it were anyone else (a picture of lilia and cater appears in your minds eye and you have to fight back a smile) saying it, you probably wouldn’t have paid it much mind, but if it’s the people closest to him, then perhaps there’s some truth behind the seemingly empty words?

“i have an idea, if i may,” all eyes turn to malleus (who.. you forgot was even here, with how quiet he was the entire time), eyebrows raised in question, “if you’re so unsure of his intentions and feelings, why not test them?”

the 2 light music club members eyes lit up at that and you felt an impending sense of doom.

and that’s how you found yourself dancing with deuce, then malleus, then riddle, then... all of them, for some reason? it was awkward initially, but the longer it went on the more fun it was, and perhaps you could say this was one of your best nights spent in twisted wonderland.

being erased from your own world be damned.

## ❝ after the events of the phantom bride wedding, ace started wondering whether he still had the ability to charm girls. he hasn’t thought about anyone romantically in years, hasn’t really flirted with anyone either, what if he’s gone out of it? perhaps it’s time to put his talents to the test; with the person who hates him most, no less. if he can charm her, he can charm anyone.

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[zendwrotes]

frists years with a boyfriend who is deaf and communicates mainly with sign language.

— First years with a deaf Reader !

⤷ a/n : first request :o . i will try not to disappoint y’all with my poorly writing skills ! requests are open now, come and suggest me your ideas. remember to read guildlines first. please correct me if i made any mistakes in the askbox.

★ characters : ace trappola｜deuce spade｜jack howl｜epel felmier｜sebek zigvolt

“ tags — male reader, signs language, twst, first years x m!reader, reader uses he/they pronouns (mainly he/him). . .

・warnings : fem aligned do not interact.

— at first, ace is kinda confused because you did the signs language to him. he doesn’t know that you’re deaf until crowley said it to him (and the others too.)

— ace did try to translate what are you saying to him through your signs language but he ended up searching it anyways.

— he asked you to show him your voice using the sign language because you can’t hear him speaking out loud obviously.

— yes, you did say to him in your voice. he said it was majestic by the way, and he’s still confusing why didn’t you use your voice to talk to people instead using the signs language as your main.

— however, ace still amazed that your signs language were so beautiful (he means your hands when you’re doing it), he loves the way you try to represent what you’re saying. it makes him chuckled a bit.

— even if he doesn’t understand, you’re still his boyfriend ! he can’t leave you alone by yourself. he loves you very much obviously and will learn the signs language with you as his teacher.

— deuce soon found out that you were doing the signs language all the time ! even he found out that you’re deaf before crowley even announced that.

— he will literally beat anyone who makes fun of your deafness until they faint on the floor like oh great seven. . . i don’t want to talk about the details.

— he can be your translator if you want. you signed him a “yes” and he was very happy about it.

— although he has to memorized the signs, it doesn’t matter about the time as long as it’s for you.

— he will translate what the others are saying to you in signs language after he has done memorized it all.

— he will be around you all the time and invite you to his room to sleep together or do the homeworks. or perhaps learning language with you ? heh, anything you want.

— as a beastman, he can’t fully understand what you’re trying to say through the signs. but he has do researches about it and found out that you’re deaf and your mainly do those signs as your language !

— jack would personally ask you to teach him the signs language so that he can understand what you’re saying to him.

— after all, you’re his boyfriend, he won’t let anyone make fun of you. not only because of your deafness but everything about you.

— honestly, deuce and jack can be a good duo taking care of you. jack can be your personal translator too. if you want of course.

— he also will do anything that’s silly so that you will laugh. he likes it when you use your beautiful voice to chuckle, laugh, giggle, say, anything that your voice can do.

— he used to say “i love you” to you using the signs language by the way. you found that’s kind of adorable for a beastman like him.

— boy, epel would literally freak out at first when he knew that you’re deaf ! but don’t worry, he doesn’t freak out in a weird way. he’s just too surprise when he heard that.

— epel would use his body language to tell you what he wants to say instead. however, he still learns the signs language, with you ! as his personal teacher.

— you’re his boyfriend ? he’s fully and forever ready to got into his manly side just to beat whoever said that your signs language is funny.

— you said in your voice once to him, and now he told you to say something with your voice everyday (of course he asked you in signs language). but also he wants to make sure that you aren’t annoyed by this.

— he might try to find a way to cure your deafness. he asks crewel, trein, sam, literally anyone that know how to get rid of the deafness. he never give up though, and you’re kinda worry for him instead of yourself.

— he will never leave your side if you need help with translate. the teacher wants you to bring something to other place ? he translated it to you and helped you with the things.

— sebek is loud. everyone knows that obviously. but when he said in caps in front of you, he felt weird because you just tilted your head at him and asked what is he saying.

— agh. . . he didn’t know you are deaf. he sorry you multiple times and you forgave him. it’s not really a big deal to you when someone didn’t know you are deaf.

— sebek would try to learn the signs language with you. although he can’t understand what is it but you’re his boyfriend ! he’ll never ever give up learning or memorizing these just for you.

— you said “i love you” in the signs language to him and he somehow understood that. he literally remembers the way you do it until now.

— sebek loves to compliment your voice over and over again. he did ask you why didn’t you use your voice more often but you said it was your personal reason and he understands.

— as a guard for malleus of course he can’t be around with you as much as he could but he has tried to find some free time to check up on you.

final note ／ it was 3:00am when i have done writing this bro. . . but my poorly writing skills are still that auegh. hope you enjoy anyways, take care of yourself.

© all copyrights reserved to @zendwrotes . repost, copy, steal are all prohibited.

[fungifanart]

Hello there! Ive read your rules about requests just to make sure I dont request anything you dont like-

Anyway, Ive read some of your twst works, and I LOVE them! Their so amazing! Anyway can I request a riddle x m!reader just having a tea party date? That would be wonderful! Its ok if you dont do this request tho!

Tea For Two

Characters: Male reader, Riddle Rosehearts, Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade

Cw: Mild cartoon violence

Word count: 807

Notes: That's so sweet! Thank you for your kind words!

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Riddle paces back and forth in front of the gazebo as he mentally goes over the list of everything he'd done to prepare for afternoon tea with you:

Fresh darjeeling tea? Check.

Toast with your choice of jam or butter? Check.

A wide variety of cookies, scones and miniature sandwiches laid out on a tea tower? Check.

Ace and Deuce being ordered to trim the bushes on the FAR opposite end of the hedge maze? Double check.

Riddle stops pacing to look over the table underneath the gazebo one last time, ensuring that he's content with the placement of everything, which he is, although he can't help but feel a little sad at the absence of a tart of any description.

When Riddle had first made the suggestion of afternoon tea, you specifically requested he not have any tarts prepared, much to his surprise and disappointment.

But still, what is a relationship without making compromises?

And so, Riddle decided to respect your wishes and leave tarts out of the preparations.

Riddle is then pulled from his thoughts by the sound of footsteps behind him and he turns around to see his lovely boyfriend approaching with a soft expression.

"Y/N! Wonderful to see that you made it!" Riddle says happily as he walks toward you before noticing a small box you're carrying in your hand, "May I ask what you have there?"

You give a small giggle before responding, "It’s a surprise! Let's sit down first." You say while motioning to the table.

Riddle nods as he and you walk to the table while talking happily to each other, so happily, in fact, that neither of you notice the sound of rustling leaves slowly getting closer.

After you both sit down, you proudly place the box in front of Riddle and begin to speak, somehow still not noticing the leaf rustling getting ever closer, "It’s been a while since we've been able to be alone like this, so I decided to make something special for you! I spent a whole week looking up and trying different recipes to make sure these were perfect just for–"

Your sentence is cut off by Ace and Deuce crashing through the hedge parallel to your table while throwing punch after punch at each other.

Riddle's curiosity at your creations is immediately replaced by fury at his underclassmen as he stands up to reprimand them before the butter knife suddenly disappears from the table and finds itself forcefully embedded in a wooden plank between the two freshmen's faces, causing all parties to freeze in shock.

Riddle watches as you wordlessly stand up with a blank expression, walk over to where the knife is and yank it out of the wood before pointing it at the freshmen and then using it to threaten them by making a cutting motion over your neck as both of their faces go pale.

Ace and Deuce run off as you sigh and sit back down at the table while Riddle does the same, albeit very stunned and mildly impressed by how you handled the troublemakers.

"Anyways, as I was saying," You begin calmly, leaving the large hole in the hedges to be dealt with later, "I put a whole week into making sure I could make these perfectly just for you!"

Riddle's eyes widen as you finally open the box, revealing six miniature tarts of various colors looking back at him. He sees a lemon tart and a blueberry tart among others, but most importantly, he sees a bright red strawberry tart at the center that feels like it's almost calling out to him.

Riddle stares dumbfoundedly as you take the miniature tarts out of the box and lay them out for him in all their glory, "So this is why you asked for no tarts…?" He says in awe.

You scratch your cheek sheepishly while responding, "Heh, yeah. It made me sad to see you so disappointed, but I wanted it to be a surprise." You say while reaching over to take Riddle’s hand in yours, "And…what kind of boyfriend would I be if I couldn't do something special for you?"

Riddle feels his cheeks instantly turn as red as the strawberry tart in front of him as he intertwines his fingers with yours and maintains loving eye contact with you for several minutes before the cheesiness of the situation settles in, bringing an awkward atmosphere with it.

"So…do you, uh, wanna try the tarts now?" You say as you let go of Riddle’s hand to bring yours to the back of your head awkwardly.

Riddle can't help but miss the warmth of your hand in his, but he still smiles softly at your question, "I'd like that very much." He responds while placing the strawberry tart on his plate and grabbing his knife and fork.

[cebwrites]

any hcs for transmasc ace x reader???? 👀 BONUS points if ace doesnt have any surgery because um..... non op boys.. pr..preettyy...... reader cn be either m or gn!!!

a/n: attempting to crawl out of this writers block!! RAHHHH i'm slipping and sliding like zoro up that hill in syrup village tho 🥲

transmasc ace headcanons

masc reader word count: 0.4k

Well anon, I don't have much to add since we already know that transmasc Ace is real and canon 😎

Jokes aside, I think he'd very much still be the same - still has his no-op boys out for everyone to see, he's still charming and openly affectionate, and he's still the loveable narcolept that you fell in love with

He whines and moans for his big strong boyfriend to hold his hand whenever he gets his T-shots from a resident doctor, much to Marco and Deuce's dismay, but when he does it alone or just with you, it's a more quiet, intimate affair

You can't help wanting to kiss the constellation of freckles dotting Ace head to toe whenever you remind him to put sunscreen on all the skin he's exposing to the heat; more often than not you do

Should Ace have his way, you'd be the one applying it and he'd be a hop, skip, and an eyebrow wiggle away to turning it into something more fun

Things don't always go to plan of course but you can expect Ace to be handsy regardless when you do this, like he always is

The Spades were more than used to their captains' topless shenanigans, slinging an arm over their shoulders with more love to give than he'd received in his past with raucous laughter and a slightly more literal flame in his eyes, that yearning for life that drew even you close to him

Knowing this, you worried about the transition from your little crew to a much bigger, older one like Whitebeard's - Ace might've come to trust them all implicitly after his initial stint with Newgate himself but you weren't convinced yet

Despite everything though and ignoring a few wayward glances/comments that were immediately dealt with, there were no major problems and seeing as Ace loved it here, you allowed yourself to relax and integrate into this crew as did the rest of Ace's ragtag band of pirates

Something you did become quite fond of, however, was just how much well-intentioned hassling Ace got from his older peers about having his partner on board and how flustered that managed to make him

Ace did tease you about your protectiveness at first too, a need to watch out for him that was fully understandable given the circumstances, but you easily got him back with a few shows of arms around his waist and cheek to collarbone kisses on the open deck to bring more laughter and goading his way

[haato-no-ace]

Can I request a deuce x reader where the reader overhears a phone call with his mom basically gushing about his massive crush on them and asking for advice?

Deuce x GN!Reader

Romantic relationship Genre unspecified, fluff Writing style unspecified, drabble

"Mom, please help me!"

Your fist hangs in the air, knuckles lightly grazing the painted wood of Deuce's room door. His voice filters through the thin gaps between the door and frame. There's a healthy pause before you here Deuce speak up again, louder and seemingly in more distress.

"No, I'm not in trouble! Well, maybe? I'm— Mom! I think, I think I like someone!" That catches your interest. Deuce liked someone? This, you had to hear, want to hear. Another healthy pause before Deuce speaks.

"Why? Um, well...they're nice. They help me out a lot— not that I'm burdening them! Uh, I think...I hope not. A-anyway! They're really helpful! And they're happy for me when I pass a test! They're also, um...not bad-looking...M-mom! Stop!" You smile to yourself as you imagine Deuce being flustered by his mother's teasing.

"Ah...yea, I think you'd like them, Mom. They'll like you too, I'm sure of it! Oh? Their name? It's—." You get metaphorically knocked sideways when Deuce says your name. He liked you? Thought you were nice and helpful? Liked it when you were happy? Ah...he's too cute.

"Anyway! Mom! Please help me! I don't know how to tell them I like them!"

"Well," you twist open the door and loudly announce your presence, "you can go back to saying I wasn't 'bad-looking', Spade." You don't think you've seen Deuce this red before.

[cravingsfromatwistedone]

Hey hey! May I request Dom!Reader pegging Sub!Ace & Ruggie? With a hint of pet play please? Like them calling us master :D. TY! I LOVE YOU!!!

I would request breaking them so bad but thats too sadistic

MASTER! [ DRABBLE / NSFW ]

AUTHOR'S NOTE: HEY THERE, SWEETIE!! I HAD LOTS OF FUN WRITING THIS AND I'M SURE YOU LOVE IT AS MUCH AS I DO! SINCERELY, I APOLOGIZE FOR TAKING MY SWEET SWEET TIME WITH THIS! ENJOY READING!

TW: PEGGING, PETPLAY, CALLING THE READER MASTER, SUBMISSIVE! CHARACTERS, EDGING, IMPLIED USING A LEASH ( RUGGIE ), PRAISING, DOMINANT! READER, MENTIONS OF USING A STRAP ON, NO MENTIONS OF READER'S GENITALIA/BODY PARTS ( BREASTS ETC ETC ) SO GENDER NEUTRAL!!!!!!

RUGGIE BUCCHI X GN! READER

DEUCE SPADE X GN! READER

"I know you can take more, pet"—

The beast man let out a strangled cry as he arches his back, his fingers and toes digging into the mattress as the tip of your strap on rubbed his prostate deliciously —" Or have I not trained you enough?". Again and again, you'd snap your hips against him roughly; his ass making an audible wet sound at each thrust. "Nnn.... I can take more, Master! Please, please just make me cum already!" You let out a tut before pulling on to the leash harder, forcing him to arch his back even more as you fastened your pace. It was hard to not ogle the way his hardened cock was grinding against the sheets pathetically; the sheet wet and moist from his precum. A telltale sign of the hyena being close is how his ears and short tail would frantically twitch, eyes rolling to the back of his head as drool pooled out from his mouth. With one last thrust, you sent the beast man over the edge. He whined as his cock spilled out long ropes of cum, hips involuntarily bucking into the bed as you rode out his high; your hand reaching down to milk him out completely. A swell of pride bloomed in your chest, he was certainly the best pet you could have hope for.

His knuckles were turning white from how hard he was gripping the sheets, his cock bouncing up and down from the ferocity of your thrusts. "A-Am I being a good pet for you, Master?" He croaked, tears blurring his vision as he could faintly see your smile. Wiping them away with your thumb, you pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead before cupping his cheek. "You're the best, my sweetie" Those simple words of yours made him moan aloud as he threw his head back, trying to follow your rhythm as he felt himself close. "M-Master, I'm going to"— The blue haired male was silenced with a forced kiss from you, his whiny voice coming out all muffled. Releasing his grip from the sheets, he had snaked them around your neck and pulled you closer; deepening the kiss you two shared. More and more would the knot in his stomach tighten and how his cock was aching for a release but he knew better than to cum without your permission. With a squeeze of your hand around his cock, Deuce let out a mewl as he bucked into your hand; white painting his chest and face.

[maplleaf]

MASTERLIST ~☆

《 G E N S H I N I M P A C T 》

~ { Alhaitham: prettiest of them all /

~ { Kaveh: Solace, Bridal style? But I'm not a bride! }

~ { Kazuha: Dear Wanderer, please forget me }

~ { Scaramouche: Napkin / Bridal style? But I'm not a bride!

~ { Tighnari: Bridal style? But I'm not a bride!

~ { Cyno: Bridal style? But I'm not a bride! }

~ { Dainsleif: prettiest of them all / Snow and Stars }

~ { Shenhe: prettiest of them all

~ { Neuvilette: Clear skies

《 H O N K A I S T A R R A I L 》

~ { Gepard : two tries, one success / Vocal Patrol / Starrail-crossed lovers.

~ { Dan Heng : Distance }

~ { Jing Yuan : Starrail-crossed lovers

~ { Boothill : Spark

《T W I S T E D W O N D E R L A N D》

~ { Silver: say no to the bride}

~ { Deuce Spade : delinquent and pretty boy-- simp? }

《H O N K A I I M P A C T 3 R D》

~ Nothing yet ☆

《 P A T H T O N O W H E R E 》

~ Nothing yet ☆

《 U P C O M I N G 》

~ {Path to Nowhere} M! MBCC Chief x male reader : Home Where It Should Be

~ {Honkai Impact 3rd/Honkai Starrail} Welt Yang x gn reader : Past, Future, and Alternate

~ { Honkai Starrail } Screwllum x M! Reader : A Coding Error

[dearest-siblingtwst]

Ligones'Ce Spade-S

Wattpad Book

Wattpad

You are just an Regular NRC student who are very positive and kind to everyone who just waiting your brother to Attend Ceremony after you got a letter about him get Enroll in NRC from your mom. People know you by [m/n] Spade, you are the heartslabyul freshman big brother and your younger brother none other than Deuce Spade himself.

your life starts to turn upside down when you meet people who destroy Chandelier considered friends by your own brother.

Would you like to join your little brother's adventure to find out who is your "Secret admirer" ?

Twisted Wonderland x Male!Reader | ON WATTPAD (@Daruyoo)

[twistedwonderworm]

Shower (TWST NSFW)

Pairing: Deuce Spade x M!reader

Warnings: shower sex, frottage

Word count: 586

Everyone in this fic is 18+

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Gym class had been rough. Vargas had made Y/N and Deuce run extra laps for "not working hard enough". The two should have known better by now, both being third years now. They both limped into the locker room to shower and change. Luckily, they were the only ones in the locker room now.

"Do you want to share a shower?" Y/N asked, oblivious to the way that Deuce's cheeks flushed at the suggestion. "No one else is here so there shouldn't be any issues."

"A-are you sure?" Deuce asked, his face neatly bright red. They were both guys so why was he so nervous about this?

Y/N looked back at him, raising an eyebrow, "Yeah, what's the problem with that? We're both guys."

They're both guys. Those were the words repeating in Deuce's head the entire time they undressed and went to shower. They're both guys. It didn't matter that they were both guys. Deuce had fallen for Y/N back in their first year. He kept the feelings hidden, afraid that Y/N would reject him.

He tried dating others but it just didn't feel right. He only really felt happy around Y/N. When they stepped into the shower, he kept his eyes off of Y/N while they washed up.

"Not bad," Y/N muttered, and Deuce turned to him, confused, just to catch the other staring at him. Their eyes widened and they both turned away in embarrassment.

"We'll just forget this happened," Y/N said, his voice barely audible. But Deuce was dine hiding. He wasn't going to let Y/N get off that easy after catching the other checking him out.

He pinned Y/N against the shower wall, seeing his friend turn a deeper shade of red, "I can't just forget this, Y/N… I've liked you for two years. And seeing you looking at me in that way… I just can't forget."

Y/N bit his lip slightly, worried, "I have liked you too, but what if we ruin outmr friendship?"

"We won't ruin it," Then, Deuce leaned in and gently kissed Y/N.

Y/N froze for a short moment but instead of pushing Deuce away, he pulled him closer. The two boys are chest to chest as they kissed, and Y/N felt something poke him. He pulled away from the kiss and looked down. Deuce was hard.

"S-sorry…" the Heartslabyul student apologized, embarrassed. Y/N shook his head and rocked his hips against Deuce's.

"it's my fault so I should take care of it," he smiled and slowly kissed Deuce's neck, one hand down to press their cocks together, rubbing against Deuce's.

Deuce moaned softly as he started rocking his hips, his cock already leaking precum against Y/N.

The other male chuckled softly, "Do I really get you this hot and bothered, baby~?" He whispered in his ear before gently tugging his earlobe with his teeth.

Deuce shuddered and let out another moan, his hips rocking faster, drawing moans out of both him and Y/N. Y/N started leaving small marks along his shoulder, where they'd be easily hidden by his uniform.

Deuce was the first to cum, spilling over Y/N's cock and stomach. Y/N had a chance to admire his features and blissed out expression before losing himself.

They leaned against each other, panting as they recovered from their highs.

"My darling," Y/N whispered before laying a soft kiss on both of Deuce's flushed cheeks.

[heartsleybyul]

RULES AND REGULATIONS ⊹

￫ strictly no lemons or nsfw. nsfw jokes or references are fine but not the actual thing.. and most of the characters I write for are minors so no .

￫ my character limit is 4. and yes, you are able to use multiple fandoms in one request as long as you state which fandom and character

￫ no incestous, pedophilic, racist, or just weird requests.

￫ yanderes are and ehh for me so it depends if I will write your yan request or not.

￫ if you do request yandere then please do not request anything too gruesome

￫ aus are fine ! coffee shop , hanahaki , etc.

￫ can write for gn , fem , and , male reader

￫ can also write for platonic , familial , romantic , etc.

fandoms I will write for and who ?

I sadly cannot write for all of the characters since some have personalities I cannot understand or grasp.. ;;

› TWISTED WONDERLAND

heartslabyul : riddle rosehearts, trey clover, ace trapolla, deuce spade

savanaclaw : leona kingscholar, ruggie bucchi, jack howl

octavinelle : azul ashengrotto, jade leech, floyd leech

scarabia : jamil viper , kalim al asim

pomefiore : vil shoenheit, epel felmier

ignihyde : idia shroud, ortho shroud (platonic only)

diasomnia : malleus draconia, silver, sebek ziegvolt

› JIBAKU SHOUNEN HANAKO KUN

teru minamoto, akane aoi (m), hanako-kun, yashiro nene, shijima mei, kou minamoto, yugi amane, aoi akane (f), sakura nanamine, yako

› BANG DREAM

poppin' party : kasumi toyama, arisa ichigaya

afterglow : moca aoba, ran mitake, tsugumi hazawa

pastel*palettes : hina hikawa, aya maruyama,

roselia : lisa imai, rinko shirokane, yukina minato, ako udagawa

hello happy world : kokoro tsurumaki, kaoru seta

morfonica : touko kirigaya

raise a suilen : chiyu tamade, rei wakana, masuki satou, reona nyubara, rokka asahi

› GENSHIN IMPACT

mondstat : amber, albedo, jean, diluc, sucrose

liyue : ningguang, ganyu, xiangling, xiao, chongyun, beidou, shenhe

inazuma : ayaka, kazuha, yoimiya, fatui! scaramouche

› PROJECT SEKAI

leo/need : shiho hinomori, saki tenma

more more jump : airi momoi, shizuku hinomori

vivid bad squad : kohane azusawa, an shiraishi, akito shinonome

wonderland x showtime : nene kusanagi, emu otori, rui kamishiro

nightcord at 25:00 : kanade yoisaki, mizuki akiyama, mafuyu asahina

[tokiidokiicasket]

Such a lovefool

Drip, drop, drip, drop.

Rain, always so unpredictable yet so calming with every rain drop that splats on the ground every second. So here you were, sitting outside at the front listening to the calm sound of the rain pouring upon Ramshackle and everything around you.

Though as you continued to listen to the rain, what you didn't expect slight footsteps coming along with the rain, only for the pitter patter of the footsteps to stop in their tracks.

"Prefect? What are you doing outside at the entrance?" Looking up, you see a surprised deuce spade under his umbrella, with a bag full of what can seen to be books. Ah, now you remember. You and Deuce decided to study together for an upcoming test in alchemy class.

You smiled before answering, "Listening to the raindrops, but mostly, I was waiting for you." With that answer, Deuce lightly blushed as he bashfully looks away. "Waiting for me? Ah... You didn't have to do that for me, Prefect..." He spoke, trying to fight away the blush on his face.

You stood up from sitting on the porch, gently taking not just his bag of books, but also his umbrella, setting them aside on the porch. "W-wait! Prefect! We'll get sick if we're under the rain!" Deuce protests, until you hold both his hands. You giggled at his expression, staring deeply into his surprised teal eyes whilst the rain continues to pour raindrops on both of you.

"Anyone ever told you how pretty your eyes are?" You asked as you smiled softly. The flushed first year stayed quiet for a few seconds before chuckling at your question, you both started giggling as you slowly started spinning, almost dancing in the rain! You continued to spin in the rain for awhile until you fall on the grass together, laughing happily at this little dork moment. You sat up, calming down from your giggles, turning to Deuce.

"Are you ok? Hehe, Sorry if I got your uniform wet from the rain, I thought we would spend time together before we studied." You said. Deuce sat up chuckling, he leans his lips against your cheek before placing his head against yours.

"It's fine, but you know Prefect, you're such a dork. No wonder I'm such a lovefool for you."

[twstoric]

joker’s game

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You weren’t exactly the best student out there nor were you that much of a good role model—but! it didn’t mean you were a troublemaker..!

Or most times, at least..

You’ve had your moments when you were younger.

Being a sophomore and falling into the category of a certain blue-headed junior’s senpai is so endearing to you let alone becoming his certain “other half” (as you’d like to declare) fills you with so much joy and interest! You can’t even remember what your junior days were like before meeting this reckless child!

So, when exams season rolled by and panic flares in the air as students and delinquents alike try their best to not fail as many classes as there are, you’ve taken it upon yourself to study as much as possible because success is a virtue (and you don’t want to get your head chopped off by your dorm leader, of course..)

Success comes to those who are willing to try—or so the saying goes and your hard work seems to pay off when you’ve received your tests scores and find that you’ve passed your classes with passing grades; bordering on either decent or a thin stretch—no in between. 

At least you’ve passed! 

Though the same can’t be said for your adorable junior—Deuce seems distracted as you eat lunch with him. Small sighs leaving his lips frequent enough that you’ve counted the number of sighs reaching at least eight times since he sat down fifteen minutes ago. 

“Are you okay, Deuce-chan?” You poke his cheek lightly, pressing your own against his shoulder and looking up at him like a puppy. He doesn’t react like you expected him to and it makes you frown; concern seeping in your being as you pull away. “Did something bad happen..?”

Another sigh leaves his lips but much louder than the little ones he did. You pull away, giving him a small smile and taking his gloved hands in yours as Deuce closes his eyes. “I failed my math exam and Magic History…” He shakes his head, sagging towards you and burying his face in your neck. 

You pat his back comfortingly, wrapping him in your arms and caressing the back of his head like a guardian comforting a child. “There, there. I’m sure you did your best,” you reassure, blinking when Deuce seems to stiffen in your hold. Your brows furrow, frowning for a different reason now. 

Pushing him away from you gently, you take note of the way Deuce avoids your eyes when you look at him. Your hands tighten on his shoulders. “You did try your best, right?” 

The younger male flinches at your tone of voice; imaginary sweat building in his hairline. “O- of course I did! I just… um.. I stayed up late studying and ended up falling asleep during the test so I…” he trails, voice growing quiet at the end of his sentence and falling into a mumble you can’t quite make out. That’s… kind of adorable. 

This time, it was your turn to sigh. Deuce blinks, looking at you curiously when you pat his cheeks like a doting old person while nodding your head. “I see, I see, so it’s like that… Of course my Deuce would try his best during studies, wouldn’t he..?” You muse to yourself and Deuce stares at you strangely. Suddenly your expression changes, face brightening as if a sudden thought came to mind. “The good news is..! They allow make-up quizzes to add points to the original score. So as long as you do fine on those then you won’t fail your class!”

The information seems to make Deuce perk in interest. Though a look of worry washes over his face when your previously bright expression turns a tad nervous. You slide your hands back into his, squeezing them as if keeping hold of something. “The bad news is… well, make-up quizzes are normally much harder than the tests so most students do their best at the actual thing and not…” 

Understanding his chance being a near impossible feat, Deuce’s face becomes pale; eyes wide and mouth gaping slightly and you panic to reassure him. “I mean, don’t worry! If it makes you feel better, I don’t mind teaching you a couple of things!” Your mind screams at you that you’ve forgotten most first year materials. “So I think you’ll be fine if you try your best.”

Deuce gives you a small smile, nodding his head. “If it’s not too much trouble then please teach me.” 

You perk, alarms in your head shut down forcefully as you pat Deuce’s cheeks again. “Sure thing, kiddo. Just tell me when you want to get started, yeah?”

Much to your surprise, a look of determination settles on his face and the blue-headed male grabs you by the wrists still near his face. “Please teach me this afternoon! I know we’re not allowed to stay out too late but studying should be a good excuse!”

You shrink under his burst of determination. A multitude of logic rushing in your mind to counter Deuce’s argument—there’s just no way to go around the rules no matter the reason but.. maybe..? Since your dorm leader has been lenient with minor rules and.. good grades are important, right? And you can’t say no to this junior of yours so…

“Sure..” Deuce smiles and you tug your hand away from his to tap his jaw. “But. We’re not staying up late to study and since first years share rooms, we’re studying in the library, kay?”

Deuce blinks, nodding his head slightly but he’s looking at you in confusion. “Um.. are we not allowed to use your room..?” The look of utter skepticism on his face is charming—and it compels you to pat his head. 

“It’s not that we’re not allowed- more like..” An easy grin spreads on your face, leaning closer to Deuce’s face until your noses brush. He flushes at the close proximity but you’re pleased that he doesn’t pull away. “Alone in my room with my cute junior.. I don’t think I’ll be able to focus, you know?” You whisper teasingly, brushing your lips against his as if to taunt him and Deuce pulls away as though you’re hot flame.

“R- right, library it is! I’ll see you later then,” He excuses himself in one breath, gathering his things and hightailing away with red ears. 

A satisfied smile spreads on your face. Looks like you’ll have to look for your old notes first.

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The plan was to help Deuce study for his make-up quiz. Get things done as much as possible and as quickly as possible so as to not over exhaust the mind and body. 

You just… never expected Deuce to struggle so much answering a few questions. All you’re able to offer is a comforting rub on his back as Deuce face-plants the table.

“To think it would be this difficult…” he sighs. You pat his back. “And after you’ve explained it to me a lot..” He groans, shoulders slumped dejectedly. 

It was already rather late—you don’t think the library should even still be opened at this hour but perhaps the librarian overlooked your presence when Deuce looked as miserable as he did. 

Or it was just because you’re located in the far corners where not much students go by.

“Do you want me to explain again..?” You offer tentatively, tangling your fingers in his hair and rubbing his head gently to ease a potential headache. You receive a shake of the head. It’s not that the material is heavy (at least you think it’s not), maybe it’s because Deuce has a short attention span..? You’re not sure.

As if a light bulb flickers atop your head, you raise your head in realisation. The idea is so.. indecent but you think you’ve seen this move work in a cheap movie.. a cheap R-rated movie but like..! It won’t hurt to try (you hope).

Leaning close to his ear, Deuce flinches when you blow soft air against his skin but he doesn’t lift his head. “I have a veery special method that might help you, Deuce-chan,” the tone you use is breathy, your hands under the table taking hold of Deuce’s and pulling it to your thigh. “For every question you get right, I’ll reward you~”

Ah.. shit. You’re seriously getting hard because of this. But to your defence, it’s because Deuce’s hand is impossibly close to your crotch so..! Although you were the one who put his hand there…

Shaking away the alarms (again), you press a wet kiss to the exposed skin of Deuce’s neck and he flinches in surprise; his skin burning against your lips. “Um.. Senpai..” He murmurs, turning his head slightly and you feel your cock twitch at the way Deuce is looking at you.

Burning cheeks coloured in red spreads over his face, eyes half-lidded and staring up at you expectantly. His bottom lip trembles; pulled into his mouth when he bites down on the soft flesh. You think you’ll combust right there and then.

“What do you say, Deuce-chan? Let’s both do our best, hm?”

You see the way Deuce’s breath visibly hitches. The latter lifts himself up slowly, grabbing his pen and staring down at the practice questions. “I’ll do my best.”

Despite the arousal burning in your being and the growing strain against your pants, you feel the warm feeling of pride and adoration blossoming in your stomach as Deuce tries again. But watching can’t be enough… “Twenty minutes, Deuce~” You sing-song and Deuce looks at you in alarm. “Real quizzes have time limits, don’t they?” You elaborate and Deuce nods, going back to his questions. 

Distracting yourself from the strain in your pants, you get up to keep your body moving. It’s difficult to walk but you’re not fully hard yet so it’s not as painful as you thought. Now that you’re not tutoring Deuce anymore, it gives you time to really take in how empty the library is. Some lights are already turned off in the opposite wing and it makes you worried if you’re possibly locked in…

You hear Deuce call out your name, lifting his paperwork with a proud smile. “You’re already done?” You question, bewildered. You think it hasn’t even been ten minutes. Deuce nods handing you the paper. He doesn’t look as nervous as previous attempts either… 

You skim over the page, feeling both awe and confusion when you find there’s less mistakes than before. How even… “So you function better when offered a reward…”

Hearing your self-musings, Deuce splutters, chair scraping against the floor in his haste to get up. “Th- that’s not it! I.. since you offered so I.. wanted to do my best..” he sighs, sagging slightly like a dejected puppy. 

You hum, placing the paper away and opening your arms. “I know, I was just kidding~ Now, it’s time for me to keep my end of the deal..” Once his hand makes contact with yours, you yank him closer. 

Deuce stumbles slightly, falling into your chest and his shoulders jump when you crash your lips against his. A small whimper leaves his lips and you snake your arms around his waist to pull him closer. 

The kiss is all things messy; your mouth slanted perfectly against his and tongue licking into his mouth. The growing lack of oxygen is the reason you pull away, Deuce gasping weakly and leaning against you as if he’s lost all his strength.

“You did so good, baby,” you groan, cock growing harder in your pants and you buck your hips against Deuce’s thigh. “Trying your best like this… You deserve the best reward~” 

Your lips find the skin of his neck, sucking cherry blossoms against clean canvas. You maneuver yourselves so that the back of Deuce’s thighs hits the edge of the table. Kicking the chairs away to make room, you hoist the younger male until he’s seated on the hardwood.

“Can you feel how hard I am?” You purr, fingers unbuttoning Deuce’s blazer and moving to his shirt once that was out of the way. Your lips trail kisses down every inch of exposed skin; following an invisible line from Deuce’s neck and down to his stomach. As expected of a Track and Field member, his body is well toned.

“Senpai..” He moans weakly, spreading his legs for you and you kiss the skin above his navel, mouthing the dip to his v-line and trailing just above his pants. Breathy whimpers leaves your boyfriend’s lips, muffled by his hands. His skin prickles with want from every smooth glide of your fingers on his body. Deuce thinks he’ll pass out if you don’t do anything soon.

You unbuckle his pants swiftly, pulling down the hindrance along with his boxers. He’s so painfully hard… Cock flushed and leaking small amounts of precum. You brush your lips against his tip, trailing to his base and sucking the side of his cock. 

As if spurred by his adorable whimpers, you engulf Deuce’s cock in your mouth; licking and sucking every part you can reach. “A- ah! Senpai..!” He wheezes, breath hitching in his throat and hips pulling away on instinct but you wrap your arms around his thighs to keep him close; almost pulling the younger male off the table.

You swallow around his cock excitedly, trailing your hand up his chest and pinching his cute nipple. Deuce bucks into your mouth on instinct, holding your hand pinching his nipple by the wrist but he doesn’t push you away. 

You feel the way Deuce’s things tense, taking the sign of his approaching climax and fucking your mouth on his dick. The tent in your pants is borderline painful and you grunt, pulling away from Deuce’s cock to suck on his tip, using your hand to squeeze his base and frantically tugging your pants down. Multitasking can be so difficult when you’re distracted like this.

Deuce breathes heavily, whispering senpai, senpai, senpai under his breath like a prayer and when your hand grabs hold of his balls, Deuce is coming in your mouth with a violent shudder. You moan, satisfied at the feeling of warm cum filling your mouth and you squeeze your dick to make sure you won’t cum yet. No.. you have to make sure every drop of your cum is fucked inside your pretty junior.

Lifting yourself up, you discard the blue-haired’s pants the rest of the way down, Deuce kicking it away somewhere and spreading his legs for you to press your dick against him. You smirk grabbing hold of the back of Deuce’s head and it’s a bit belated for the latter to realise that your mouth is still full.

The kiss is so fucking dirtyーeven more than beforeーyour mouth prodding his open and sharing cum. Your eyes stay half-lidded to watch his expression; dark eyes glazed with hazy lust.

He moans into your mouth when your dick, impossibly hard, rubs against his hole teasingly. His arms wrap around your neck, tongue licking into your mouth to taste more of himself on you as your dick finally pushes into him.

Deuce pulls away from the kiss, gasping for breath and looking so obscene with saliva connecting your lips and his cum his tongue. Shitーnow you have to fuck him to oblivion. 

And you do.

“Khg-! S- senpai.. So big..” The words leaving Deuce’s lips are incoherent. Mixtures of moans and babbles as he hugs your closer. His cock bounces against his stomach, weak spurts of cum dribbling down his length as you fuck into him like a crazed man. 

He feels so right wrapped around you. Body and soul made just for you and you only.

“So fucking perfect. My perfect junior- perfect boyfriend, just-! A- ah.. shit…” Your lungs are failing you. It feels too fucking good and Deuce’s hold on you is so fucking tight that you don’t mind dying like this. You think you might die like thisーkilled by your boyfriend and you wouldn’t have it any other way-!

A hard thrust and your vision explodes behind your eyelids as you flood Deuce’s insides with cum. Heavy globs filling him up to the brim and Deuce gasps with each heavy spurt inside him. He feels so fucking full.. filled with only you and a lopsided smile stretches his lips. 

You’re definitely not dead yet, fortunately or unfortunately. Deuce’s arms losen enough to allow you to pull away but you don’t; wanting to be in him just a little longer. The flush on Deuce’s skin is still heavy, eyes still glazed over and breath still a little heavy. 

You cup his face, smiling at him with all the adoration you feel for him and pulling his face to yours. You kiss him like he’s made of porcelain; something to be taken with great care and such a contrast to everything leading up to this. 

When you pull away, Deuce leans his forehead against yours, having calmed down a little. “Senpai,” he starts, voice a little hoarse. “Can you.. stay inside me longer..” he’s voice is so quiet that if you weren’t so close, you think you might not have heard him. 

A small gasp leaves Deuce’s lips, flinching in surprise and he looks up at you with wide eyes when feeling your cock twitch inside him. You blush, closing your eyes to avoid his shock and trying to compose yourself. “Sure thing..” You agree, clearing your throat and Deuce hugs you to him.

The two of you stay like that for a while and it’s only when your legs decided they’ve met their daily quota of standing do you lift Deuce off the table. He squawks, clinging to you in panic as you nudge a chair closer to the tabe. A small yelp leaves his lips when you sit down and Deuce is forced to take your cock deeper when gravity plays in. 

He moans softly, blinking and looking down at his stomach as if he can see the way your cock sits snugly inside him. A small grin settles on your lips, moving forward to place your hands on the table and trapping Deuce in between. “Let’s start with method number two now~”

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“It’s all thanks to your method!” Deuce’s eyes sparkle as he clutches your hands. A small reddish hue dusts his cheeks in faint colour. You freeze. 

You don’t think it’s a correct reaction to be looking so mortified from such great newsーDeuce passed his make-up quiz which in turn saves his final grades so..!

Panic flares up in your system; blood rushing to your head and all over the place. You think your heart might explode with its erratic beating. “Um, Deuce... I- I really don’t think it’s because of that..” you start but fail to get your message across when the younger male tugs at your blazer, face burning and a small smile on his lips. 

Th- there’s no way you can do this for every exam, right..!?