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「 ✦ Rest Your Weary Wings ✦ 」

Summary: a series of headcannons featuring Crow.err x a reader who has given up

✧.* Character(s): Crow.err

✧.* Genre: Headcanons, SFW

✧.* Warning(s): None!

✧.* Oh. Oh my. Thats the first thought that crosses her mind when she sees you. When you come to her sanctuary of misfits and outcasts. When you kneel before her, all emptiness and hopelessness and ask her to take your soul, for you no longer have need for it. She says no, not out of the goodness of her own heart- certainly not, she's intrigued by you.

✧.* She only sees remnants of life in your eyes, little specs of light not quite swallowed up by apathy and despair. She wonders if there's even still a "you" in there, or just a doll behind realistic eyes. She doesn't dare voice this aloud, but she does keep your quarters close to hers, just in case.

✧.* She keeps trying to push you for what happened, what broke you, what took the light from your eyes. You never answer, nor do you snap when she keeps pressing buttons. Actually your lack of reaction to anything she does somewhat worries her... You just... Stare. She doesn't like that.

✧.* Crow, in all her menacing, impish glory, cannot find it in herself to be soft. But she makes exceptions. You are an exception. To the world she is a violent manipulator, all faux smiles and malicious intent. But to you? She is a cotton platform, a gentle reassurance, a safe space to fall back upon when the world gains up on you.

✧.* She begins going out of her way to see you, takes you on walks, makes sure you've eaten at least twice, makes sure you're properly grooming yourself, health things. When she knows you haven't eaten, suddenly there's a basket in your room full of all the fruits she knows you enjoy. When you look particularly unkempt she drags you along to her nest and grooms you there herself. You're her favorite little secret, her precious fragile treasure. It doesn't matter that you're broken already, she'll hold you together with her own two wings.

✧.* When you can't gather the energy to speak, she gives you post-its and a pen and waits with warm invitation as your trembling hands speak for you. When you approach her anxiously, feeling like a burden for taking up precious space and time, she doesn't hesitate to stop whatever she's doing to give all attention to you. "Anything you need, anytime you need it, I will be there to provide."

✧.* When you feel particularly cold, when the world feels too heavy and you can barely bring yourself to lift your head, she lays upon your chest like a weighted plush, wings draped over you like a protective sanctum. She rambles endlessly in a silken murmur, talking about her day, what her brothers did, the world's she's seen, the chaos she's caused. Sometimes she just sits in pure, comfortable silence, letting the buzz of serenity wash over you both. She seems to know exactly what you need in the moment, and she is happy to provide it.

✧.* She helps you heal little steps at a time. She sneaks a little extra food into your portions until you start to notice, she leaves lavender and books at your door at unholy hours of the night, she wakes you up earlier and stays with you at night to make sure you're sleeping at a good time. You ask her why she does this, "even broken things deserve to be cherished, and you, my pretty thing, deserve to be cherished." You try not to weep. You fail. She leans against you and waits patiently. She has all the time in the world for you and you alone.

✧.* "Do you still wanna give me your soul?" She asks you one morning as the two of you sit at the forest's edge, watching the sun paint the sky in golds and pinks as it rises. "No, not anymore." You tell her, your voice as soft as the wing she's wrapped around your back. "I found a new need for it." She hums, a lazy smile gracing her features. "Good. I wasn't going to take it anyway."

✧.* "You have light in your eyes again." She says. She sounds almost surprised. She leans in close, studying your now wide eyes as if she might be dreaming. Her tail wags despite herself, and her wings flutter excitedly. "It's nice to finally meet the real you." You ask her what she means, she simply giggles and drags you along right back to her quarters.

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Thematic Headcanons. A series of subject-specific headcanons you can ask your favorite blog and muse.

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Suggestions for ___ x reader for my stupid gay murderous cat, please hand em over

I neeeeed ideas, my friend keeps pestering me to write moreee

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I feel like i should give some context since this blog had gotten some minimal attention-

Say hi tooooo my baby Crow.err

From this post [my only long post atm-]

Yapping about her story would take a painfully long time so im just going to leave the [pretty old but still mostly accurate] screenshots from when i first git the whole story together, enjoy tha

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Woah people are actually following this account- what

Hello??? People??? I was not expecting this???

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Oh btw, this was heavily inspired by @pukefactory 's writing, she's awesome frfr and reading her stuff has helped me improve my own personal writing

Go check em out for me [i say to the 3 people probably reading this, i am talking into the void]

「 ✦ Curious Devotion✦ 」

Summary: A collection of headcannons featuring Crow.err x reader

✧.* Character(s): Crow.err

✧.* Genre: Headcanons, SFW

✧.* Warning(s): None!

✧.* Crow was enamoured by you the moment your eyes met. She caught the briefest glimpse of you through the trees, drowned in shimmering moonlight. She was curious. "Well, well... What a curious little flower I've found, so close to home..."

✧.* She stalks you for a while. Tucked away in shadows and perched lazily on trees. She makes no effort to hide that she's watching you. Whenever you glance at her, she gives you a lazy smile, eyes akin to that of a panther watching an unsuspecting songbird.

✧.* One day you approach her. She watches you, perched up on a low branch, wings draped limply over her back. "You've been stalking me." You state bluntly. You stand tall, confident, and unafraid. "You haven't run away yet?" She retorts, "How intriguing."

✧.* She leaves you gifts in very specific places. Tied around the branch of your favorite willow tree? A little basket of white chocolates. Tucked neatly under your bed? A little trinket you had been ogling through a window. Every single time there's a white or blue feather sitting not too far away. When you ask her about it she smiles slyly, eyes squinted, but she doesn't answer your question.

✧.* She's very protective in her own way. She lets you have your freedom to mingle with anyone you want, as long as it's your choice. But the moment someone gets a little too close to you in her presence? They forget who they are the next day. "A well placed smile here, some honeyed words there, and a charmed contract too good to deny. It's not my fault they're gullible."

✧.* Her voice is drastically different in every situation. It glitches when she's focused, buffers and rewinds. It spazzes when she roars commands and threats, leaving an echo deep in the core of whoever dare oppose her. And yet, when she lays with you, stroking your hair as she tiredly coos softened words only you get to hear, her voice hardly even wavers.

✧.* Dates are a bit odd. She doesn't like going out in public of Percival or Aver. She'll take you to her realm, where the sky buzzes like an old arcade game and the corvids watch with unblinking eyes. "It's not perfect for a thing like you." She tells you, caressing your hand. "But it's quiet, its private, and it's mine." You tell her the crows are watching. She smiles and winks "not for long." Then she drags you to her favorite field right behind her church. It's a night to remember.

✧.* She bites. Sometimes little love nips to your shoulders when you're not paying attention, sometimes... She leaves marks. It's her way of affection, marking what's hers. And when she's done? Had her fill? She licks the blood away tenderly, giggling every time you shudder.

✧.* "I'm dangerous, you know that don't you?" She asks you one night, half way through a shared glass of wine. "I know." You tell her, "but maybe i like that." She tilts her head, studying you. "Foolish little thing. You're a fly in a web, too precious for me to devour."

✧.* "I hope you stay a constant in my life." She whispers to you, assuming you're asleep. She cups your cheek in one calloused paw, carefully not to wake you. "I'm not good for you, but you love me like I'm worth it... I hope you stay. For my sake." You dont bring it up the next morning, but your touches start to linger a little longer.

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Hello? Curious thing..

If you're here, you've either been granted access... Or you're not supposed to be here.

Oh but dont fret dear viewer! Either way you are welcome to my domain, where i tuck away all my secrets.

Enjoy your stay. Don't stare at the eyes too long, they drink your regrets.

My main account [for art and rambles] - @crow-withaphone

All writing is tagged as #max writes

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「 ✦ Curious Devotion✦ 」

Summary: A collection of headcannons featuring Crow.err x reader

✧.* Character(s): Crow.err

✧.* Genre: Headcanons, SFW

✧.* Warning(s): None!

✧.* Crow was enamoured by you the moment your eyes met. She caught the briefest glimpse of you through the trees, drowned in shimmering moonlight. She was curious. "Well, well... What a curious little flower I've found, so close to home..."

✧.* She stalks you for a while. Tucked away in shadows and perched lazily on trees. She makes no effort to hide that she's watching you. Whenever you glance at her, she gives you a lazy smile, eyes akin to that of a panther watching an unsuspecting songbird.

✧.* One day you approach her. She watches you, perched up on a low branch, wings draped limply over her back. "You've been stalking me." You state bluntly. You stand tall, confident, and unafraid. "You haven't run away yet?" She retorts, "How intriguing."

✧.* She leaves you gifts in very specific places. Tied around the branch of your favorite willow tree? A little basket of white chocolates. Tucked neatly under your bed? A little trinket you had been ogling through a window. Every single time there's a white or blue feather sitting not too far away. When you ask her about it she smiles slyly, eyes squinted, but she doesn't answer your question.

✧.* She's very protective in her own way. She lets you have your freedom to mingle with anyone you want, as long as it's your choice. But the moment someone gets a little too close to you in her presence? They forget who they are the next day. "A well placed smile here, some honeyed words there, and a charmed contract too good to deny. It's not my fault they're gullible."

✧.* Her voice is drastically different in every situation. It glitches when she's focused, buffers and rewinds. It spazzes when she roars commands and threats, leaving an echo deep in the core of whoever dare oppose her. And yet, when she lays with you, stroking your hair as she tiredly coos softened words only you get to hear, her voice hardly even wavers.

✧.* Dates are a bit odd. She doesn't like going out in public of Percival or Aver. She'll take you to her realm, where the sky buzzes like an old arcade game and the corvids watch with unblinking eyes. "It's not perfect for a thing like you." She tells you, caressing your hand. "But it's quiet, its private, and it's mine." You tell her the crows are watching. She smiles and winks "not for long." Then she drags you to her favorite field right behind her church. It's a night to remember.

✧.* She bites. Sometimes little love nips to your shoulders when you're not paying attention, sometimes... She leaves marks. It's her way of affection, marking what's hers. And when she's done? Had her fill? She licks the blood away tenderly, giggling every time you shudder.

✧.* "I'm dangerous, you know that don't you?" She asks you one night, half way through a shared glass of wine. "I know." You tell her, "but maybe i like that." She tilts her head, studying you. "Foolish little thing. You're a fly in a web, too precious for me to devour."

✧.* "I hope you stay a constant in my life." She whispers to you, assuming you're asleep. She cups your cheek in one calloused paw, carefully not to wake you. "I'm not good for you, but you love me like I'm worth it... I hope you stay. For my sake." You dont bring it up the next morning, but your touches start to linger a little longer.

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