#twisted wonderland dire crowley

[applesaucethatsme]

would crowley eat bird food as a snack?

like those round ones that you hang up 😭

imagine him just crunching on that while watching tv or something, that basically means his jaw is strong too. maybe he could bite a finger off 🧍

[tezret]

Stinky Crow Man

Crowley: I am a responsible adult, i am mature.

Later…

Crowley, sobbing: Crewel! One of the students called me a little stinky crow man!

[yourdarlingness]

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　Dire Crowley Strawberry milkshake with sprinkles

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TWST X Warrior Cats: CrowStar gets a prophecy

Crowstar: Direa Crowley

Previous leader of the Abandoned territory

Overseer of the clans

Won’t allow Yuu to go home

Raven Dire Beast

I’m sorry Yuu but…

There’s no way home for you.

(Looks like Yuu has to fullfill the prophecy now 🤷‍♂️)

[zr-art-world]

Ok, when I found this I kept thinking about the fact that Crowley said this to Yuu

[writingseaslugs]

Crowley | SFW | Drabbles - Slow dancing on the kitchen tiles, Reader isnt/hasnt been a student at NRC but maybe Staff like the Nurse?

Oh no, I made him soft! Also totally almost forgot to post this up today whoopsie daisy. Been a super slow day for me just chilling. Will probably get to writing tomorrow but gloomy, kinda snowy days just make me so lazy.

Disclaimer: This is an AU of Twisted Wonderland where all characters (minus Ortho) are 18+. If you’d like more information about the AU, please refer to the links below!

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Dire Crowley: Slow Cooker

“I thought you wanted to eat something for dinner.” You said, feeling Crowley’s hand on your lower back, the other coming over to clutch onto your hand. The gentle piano music filtered through your shared kitchen as he slowly danced with you, guiding you easily on the kitchen floor. You weren’t glamorous at the moment, in fact you were still wearing an apron, yet somehow you felt like you were at a ball.

“I do, but it’ll take a while for it to cook.” He said, going to dip you. You chuckled as you were brought back up, his hand squeezing your own as he smiled, “Aren’t I so generous to help entertain you while you wait for the food to finish?” He asked next and you let out a small huff of amusement.

“Oh so generous. Whatever would I have done without you here?” You said a bit sarcastically, making the overgrown raven pout, “I’m just kidding, Dire, I’m enjoying myself right now…it was just unexpected is all.”

“What is life if not unexpected?” He said and another amused huff escaped you. You two stopped dancing as the song came to a close and he began letting go of you, but you decided to wrap your arm around his neck.

“If you’re feeling generous enough…could I get a kiss tonight as well?” You asked, batting your eyelashes and Crowley smiled. He leaned down to kiss you, but you stopped him, “Without the mask please, I don’t want my eyes getting poked out.” You scolded.

“Fine.” he said, taking off the mask and revealing his handsome face. Why he always covered it was beyond you, but you didn’t mind. You were the only one who ever got to see him like this, so it always felt special. His lips found your own in a quick but sweet kiss that you melted into instantly. As soon as your lips met though, you heard the chime of the oven going off.

“Ah, that’s my queue…thanks for the distraction, Dire.” You said, giving him another soft kiss, “Go set the table and I’ll bring out the food.”

[frootloopscos]

From Pokemon Champion To Magicless Student

This story is inspired by the lovely fic “From Trainer to Beast Tamer”!

Join our Mc Yuu as they awaken in a new and unfamiliar world. The Galar Champion and twin sibling to Bede, they have to navigate themself through Twisted Wonderland with a Fire-Type Meowth and try to find a way home!

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About Yuu!

Chapter One

Chapter Two

[dearestones]

A Gracious Host (Dire Crowley and Reader)

Warnings: Parental! Crowley, author has headcanons about the school. 

Summary: Crowley finds that one of his students has snuck into his office after hours. Much to his surprise, he’s wrong, it’s actually the Ramshackle Prefect. 

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There’s someone sleeping in his office. 

It’s a thought worth looking into, but first, Crowley weighs his options. As the Headmage of the most esteemed and prestigious Night Raven College, it wouldn’t be prudent to rush into this strange situation as is. He would never admit it to his colleagues, but it certainly wouldn’t be the first, and likely not the last time one of his students thoughtlessly broke into his office. 

As Crowley cradled the handle of his Lash of Love, he couldn’t help but sigh deeply. He was no sadist, but even he could not deny that he would relish putting one of his little ravens in their place. 

Slowly, and with a silence that was more befitting that of a ghost, he crept into his private quarters and strode towards the culprit. It took a mere second, but once he ascertained who would dare taint his office with their presence, he felt his grip on his whip slacken before he clumsily put it away. 

There, curled up one of the couches that he reserved solely for the use of complaining parents and prospective donors, was the tuckered out figure of the Prefect of Ramshackle Dorm. 

Crowley paused for a moment, the feeling of something hot and uncomfortable squeezing his throat before creeping down towards his chest. He would never admit it, especially to his colleagues, but he would be remiss to say that he felt nothing when he saw just how worn out and small the Prefect looked upon the couch. 

Careful as to not wake them, Crowley cast a silent spell to light up the room comfortably so that he could see without straining himself, but not to the detriment of the sleeping human. When he felt the warmth of his magic emanating throughout the room and that his vision had noticeably become better, Crowley allowed his gaze to settle once more upon his wayward charge. 

Most professionals in his line of work would deny that they favored any of their students, and if he were questioned by the media, he would say the same. However, Crowley was old and had seen so many of his students come and go. This child, the Prefect, was different. Special. Unique in a world that favored the powerful, the cunning, and the most magical. In a world that favored all of the above, it was laughable to even think that the Prefect could even dare challenge the status of his other, high ranking students. 

And yet…

They worked magic in their own right. A beast tamer, he had called them during that first day the Prefect had stayed in this strange world. 

Through all of the hardships that Crowley had placed upon them, accidentally or not, the Prefect bore it all with grace and decorum. When Crowley had the gall to even think about comparing his charge with the rest of the student populace, he could say for certain that this magicless human could outshine the rest by merely keeping calm and enabling cooperation and teamwork among others. 

It was astounding to say the least.

As the little human twitched in their sleep, soft snores filling the air, Crowley noted that their head lay upon a series of textbooks from their classes and a series of invoices and documents that he had wanted them to file only hours prior. 

Ah, he usually had no sense of favoritism, but even he could not deny that he felt a stab of guilt pierce him once more. Hadn’t he told them that he wanted them done at the end of the week? It wouldn’t do for the little Prefect to overwork themself or worse, get sick on Crowley’s watch. 

“Honestly,” Crowley muttered as he eased the Prefect’s head away from the makeshift pillow that mostly consisted of hardcover books and papers. “With the wit and cleverness that you have revealed thus far, you would think that you would have the foresight to put all of this way instead of sleeping over them. You should be thankful that I am such a magnanimous Headmage!”

Punctuating that last statement with his usual pomposity felt hollow, but the habit comforted him.

When he had finished placing the textbooks into a neat pile and his documents in a spare folder, he scooped the poor little human and willed the door to his office to open. From there, he walked through the many winding hallways of his beloved school before he came across a door that was visible only to staff. It took a few muttered words in a long forgotten language before the door swung open to reveal what appeared to be a gentleman’s lounge. 

On a couch situated nearest to a fireplace that roared merrily with a controlled flame by one of the fire fae, Professors Crewel and Trein were focused on one of their famous chess games. At first, they had merely murmured words of greeting without so much as a query into what the Headmage was holding in his arms, but soon, Crowley caught wind of Crowley’s hurried movements. 

“After school detentions are usually served in the classroom,” Crewel commented dryly. “What did the pup do this time?” 

Despite how unconcerned the young teacher may have sounded, there was an undercurrent of tension and suspicion. Even Trein, who preferred to stay out of the spats that Crewel and Crowley may have engaged in, looked up after castling. Unlike Crewel, he remained silent, but the frown that he directed at the child that the Headmage cradled close to his chest spoke volumes. 

“Evening, gentlemen. Due to my predilection for philanthropy for even the most headstrong and rebellious of students, I have decided to allow the Ramshackle Prefect to take refuge in our humble abode.”

Both professors looked at each before leaving their game and ushering the Headmage into one of the unoccupied rooms. Originally, all the rooms in the staff’s lounge were filled, but that was decades ago. These days, most of the staff had larger classes and if not, were proficient in multiple subjects to teach the students. 

A part of Crowley was miffed that his colleagues thought him incompetent in finding the Prefect a suitable place to sleep so late at night, but he was thankful that both the gentlemen were eager to prepare and fluff the pillows and to retrieve a glass of water to place upon the bedside table. There were a few other human (trivial) rituals that the men prepared specifically for the Prefect that Crowley could never understand, but he stood by until Crewel imperiously pointed at the bed. 

It shouldn’t have been so hard to let go of the Prefect, but the instant the human’s warmth left him, Crowley found himself somewhat forlorn. It was nice to hold something small and fragile in his arms. Now he could see the appeal in befriending the helpless. Perhaps it wasn’t idiosyncratic for Trein and Crewel… 

A thought for another day, perhaps.

“I am simply appalled that you would think I don’t know how to take care of children!” Crowley exploded once all three of them were well out of earshot. “I have been an educator before either of you were toddling!”

“Yes,” Trein agreed. “You are an educator; the only thing you teach is how to enable the worst in our students.”

“Professor Trein!”

“For once, I have to agree. This year’s litter is far more unruly than the last!”

“Professor Crewel!”

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TWISTED WONDERLAND MASTERLIST

[gasolineclown]

Caw CAWWWW

[azureflame]

To stay or to leave.

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Characters: (Y/n) (gender neutral), Crowley, dorm leaders & Leech twins

Word count: 908

Warnings: Slander towards various characters, but mostly Crowley.

Author’s note: I’m so sorry for being inactive for so long. Life’s been hectic & I’ve been suffering from creative block. Anyways, please keep in mind that the opinions (Y/n) expresses about other characters are my own.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me correctly, Headmaster. I’ve decided to transfer to Royal Sword Academy” (Y/n) replied bluntly.

“But I’ve been kind to you since the beginning! Not only have I given you a home & money for necessities, I’ve been conducting countless research on how you could return to your world. How could you be so cruel” asked Crowley.

“Consider this as karma for all the times you’ve dumped your responsibilities onto me.”

Gasping, Crowley stood up. “I’ve never done such a thing!”

Without skipping a beat, (Y/n) brought up Leona’s unsuccessful sabotaging of the inter-dorm Magshift tournament back in October, Azul’s “assistance” with the final exams, the time they called Crowley during winter break & the multiple instances where they begged for less tasks.

As (Y/n) kept talking, Crowley tried to think of an offer that was too tempting for them to pass up. “If you so wish, I could increase the Madols I give you.”

They shook their head knowing that this paltry raise would be temporary.

“(Y/n), please reconsider. The students would react poorly upon hearing your desire to leave Night Raven College.”

“I know that, but I have to look after myself. Everyone will graduate one day & so will I. Where am I supposed to go afterwards?” (Y/n) adjusted their uniform. “Anyways, I’ve already contacted the school’s headmaster about my situation & he said he’d get in touch with me soon.”

“You’ve talked to Ambrose already?! When did you do that?!”

“During lunchtime.” Just now, (Y/n)’s phone rings. “I think that’s him. Goodbye, Headmaster.”

“Wait!” Crowley watched as (Y/n) left his office. He sat down in his chair, contemplating on his next move.

Time skip to a Thursday evening at the Mostro Lounge…

“Koebi-chan! Help me with the dishes, will ya?”

“Floyd! Stop telling others to do your job” barked Azul.

“Why am I stuck on dish duty? It’s soooo boring!”

“Because you threatened our customers with the prospect of being squeezed! Again!”

“It’s not my fault they didn’t want to tip me! I had to make my time as a waiter worthwhile.”

(Y/n) couldn’t help but chuckle at their banter. While Floyd can be disruptive, he can liven up the place.

“Hey, can I get some service here” asked a student who was with a few classmates.

“Coming” replied (Y/n). Until the day they can officially transfer to Royal Sword Academy arrives, they’ll continue to work at the Mostro Lounge.

At the Mostro Lounge VIP room…

“Here is your paycheck for the week, (Y/n)” said Azul, handing (Y/n) their Madols.

“Thanks, Azul.”

“(Y/n), before you leave, I have something important to discuss with you. Several customers have been complaining about your declining service. Care to explain why?”

Sighing, (Y/n) replied “I haven’t been feeling good lately. Crowley keeps giving me tasks to do & every time I express my concerns, he keeps reminding me of how he’s always been so ‘graciously kind’ to me.”

“Is that so? If you wish, we could have a talk with him” stated Azul in an eerily calm tone, gesturing to the Leech twins who stood behind him.

“There’s no need. I’m-” (Y/n) paused. “I’m gonna be fine. Don’t worry about it.”

“If ya say so, Shrimpy~. We’ll be around if you change your mind.”

“I concur with Floyd. It would upset me greatly if something were to happen to my fellow mushroom enthusiast.”

“As I’ve said, there’s really nothing to worry about” said (Y/n) before quickly leaving the VIP room.

On a Friday afternoon in Ramshackle…

(Y/n), not having anything to do, decides to go to the admissions & records office.

Suddenly, the sky turned dark & it began to rain.

Huh? Where’d this rain come from? Whatever. Grabbing an umbrella & bag, (Y/n) ran to the front door. Upon opening it, they saw all seven dorm leaders who were either upset or worried. “Can I help you all?”

“You can help us by explaining why you’re planning on leaving us, Herbivore”

Since they knew the truth, (Y/n)’s expression became much more serious. “You all know about my issues with Crowley, so I won’t repeat them. What I haven’t mentioned before is that I’ve also taken umbrage with most of the guys here.” Before any of the dorm leaders spoke up, (Y/n) raised their hand for a second. “I know we get along these days, but it wasn’t like that when I met you all. Malleus & Kalim are the only exceptions & even then, I’ve hardly talked to the former.”

All dorm leaders felt various levels of guilt after (Y/n) went over some of the things they’ve done, such as Riddle insulting their education & their parents & the massive disaster that was Malleus’s overblot.

“(Y/n). I can’t speak for everyone when I say this, but I apologize for burdening you. By trying to take away your dorm, I became something worse than those who’ve mocked me in the past. Nothing I will do will truly repair the damage I’ve done to you, but if there’s any way I can gain so much as an iota of your forgiveness, please let me know” said Azul.

The other dorm leaders also apologized for their past actions & begged (Y/n) to stay, saying how much they mean to them.

Not wanting to truly regret their decision, (Y/n) said they’d think about it some more.

[sbk-zgvlt]

Dire Need of Yuu AU

The au where a young Dire Crowley takes the place of Yuu, as he tries to go against the endless time loop made by his own doing.

I’d like to first establish that there are two Crowleys here: the headmaster Crowley and the Yuu!Crowley. They are both the “same” person. To avoid confusion, headmaster Crowley will be named as is while Yuu!Crowley will be named as Dia (A shortened version of Diablo). 

Dia is not of this world. He is magicless, unlike Crowley. He also gets Yuu’s memory loss at the start of the game.

The events of each book go as follows, except for one key difference: the dreams.

The dreams that Yuu gets in the game are usually used for foreshadowing. Dia’s dreams are the same except each one ends with a vision of Crowley.

With each overblot, dream Crowley has black ink slowly leaking from his mask.

Before Grim’s overblot, Dia gets another dream again.

He sees himself, but at the same time, it’s...not.

Dream Dia is sitting on a desk inside a dark, dimly-lit tower.

He’s writing a letter, each word being repeated by his own voice.

Nothing is out of the ordinary, as it seems the letter is just for greeting someone, supposedly someone of higher status as dream Dia refers to them with “My Lady.”

Until Dream Dia suddenly stops writing. Even so, the words still spill out of his mouth.

“I’m afraid...it might be too late. Please...”

“Find it in your own twisted heart to forgive me.”

Suddenly, a loud creak. Both of the Dias turn towards the door.

Someone screams. Much later, he’ll realize it’s his own voice. 

He wakes up. It’s still the dead of night, Grim curled up by his feet.

He won’t be going to sleep anytime soon.

After all, it’s hard to get those golden eyes out of your head. 

[tezret]

Dad

Yuu, laying face first on their bed, talking to one of the ghosts, regretting everything: And then I called him DAD

Crowley, in the kitchen talking to Crewel, tearing up: And then they called me dad!

[twisted-wonderland-shenanigans]

Hi I’m so sorry if your not excepting asks right now but I was just wondering how your monster Au would react to a Mc (she/her pronouns) who seems really maternal and always try’s to make sure her friends (or just anyone) id happy and well fed, but really it’s because that’s how her mother was and sense passing away that the only way she thinks they can be close again. Plus Mc not really giving herself time to greave sense coming to NRC, and from time to time breaking down silently as to try to not mimic any hurt noises. (I’m sorry if this seems strange my mother passed away recently and your Au has really made me smile, so thank you.)

I am so sorry for your loss, hun. I can’t even begin to imagine what you must be going through…

Losing someone you’re close to is never an easy thing to experience. Everyone processes their grief differently and for different lengths of time…and that’s okay. No one can tell you how long you’re supposed to grieve or tell you to get over it. You are allowed to feel the emotions you’re feeling and you are allowed to cry.

I wish I knew what more I could say at this point, and I'm sorry that this took a little bit longer for me to answer but...I wanted to do my best with it and I hope it brings you some comfort.

My inbox is always open for asks, so unless I make an announcement stating otherwise it's okay to send asks and I will do my best to answer them as quick as I can. Please enjoy, and I hope things are getting easier for you 💝

WARNING: Death mentioned, but mostly hurt/comfort.

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It all started with Grim.

From the day they became dorm mates it was hard for the others to not notice how Yuu doted on the smaller monster, comforting him when things got bad or he got messy or hurt. One researcher who observed this behavior theorized that Grim had activated some form of maternal instinct in Yuu, seeing the little chimera as “her own cub” as they put it. This seemed to prove true when Cheka appeared, her voice just as soft and warm when she spoke to the young prince.

Until the others began to notice how this behavior extended to them.

“Are you okay?” / “Here, I made your favorite!” / “Have you been getting enough sleep?” / “Hang on, let me get my med kit!” / “Do you need any help?”

By now everyone–student, staff, and even the researchers themselves–have heard one or more of these phrases over the past two weeks. Yuu did her best to check on everyone, focusing on anyone who seemed most in need of attention or care. Some were a little unsure of how to react to this, though for others it felt…nice to experience positive reinforcement and affection with no ulterior motive. Even those who tried to hide how they were feeling she’d somehow know and gently coax them into talking, comforting and reassuring them as best she could. It seemed as though she were a blessing sent by the Great Seven themselves!

…only, they could sense something was wrong. No one could place what it was, only that it left an instinctive urge to comfort her.

“Maybe she’s sick?” one student suggested.

“No way, she’s fine! She can’t get sick…right?”

“I dunno, man…maybe humans hide their sickness like we do?”

“Did you see what happened in Professor Trein’s class? That cat of his jumped into her lap and refused to leave her alone even when class was over!”

“No way! Really?!”

Crowley hummed with a frown as he listened to the gossiping students. It seemed even they were picking up on the same sense of unease as the staff, though it was clear they couldn’t make out what it was. He turned towards the library, recalling how Grim and the first years passing by had mentioned Yuu staying behind to finish a report. By the time he’d arrived though, he saw no sign of her anywhere.

Wondering if he had just missed her, he was about to head out and check Ramshackle…until he heard it: the unmistakable sound of quiet whimpers and sniffles. Following the sound to the source, he peered around a bookshelf and called out, “Yuu?”

The human jumped in response, her hand quickly scrubbing at her eyes–but not fast enough to stop him from seeing the tears. “O-Oh, headmaster!” she said, a pleasant smile on her face. “Did you need me for something?”

He frowned and ventured closer. “I heard from Spade and Trappola that you were in the library,” he started carefully. “Are you alright?”

“Oh, I’m fine, sir, really! I’ve just been on my feet all day and needed to sit down, that’s all.”

Ah…was this another habit she’d picked up from some of the students? Or…was this something she truly didn’t want anyone to know? Legs bending so he was ‘kneeling’ in front of her, he looked her in the eye and said, “You do not need to hide, Yuu. As headmaster of this school, it is my duty to ensure my students get the care they need…that includes you as well. I cannot help if I do not know what is wrong. So I ask you again: are you alright?”

Her smile faltered, and for a moment it looked like she was trying to think of something to say…before looking away in defeat, her expression distant. “I’m…I’m sorry.”

“Whatever for?”

“...for not being strong enough for everyone…when things are supposed to be okay here…”

Tilting his head, he said, “If that were true, you would not be hiding in the library as you are.” She said nothing, but he could see her clutching her arms a little tighter. “What you’re feeling…what you are experiencing…it goes beyond simply missing your world, doesn’t it? You are hurting from a wound that’s not physical…aren’t you?”

There it was. Her expression grew taut, shutting her eyes tight yet tears beginning to fall. Then, in a quiet voice that shook with emotion, she said, “Yes…I…back home…before I came here…my…my mom…she passed away…”

“Oh…oh dear. How did it happen?”

Slowly but surely she told him: about how warm and kind her mother was, how she always took care of everyone as best she could, and how much she loved her family. All throughout it Crowley listened patiently, allowing her to speak and moving close enough to sit beside her with a wing draped comfortingly over her shoulders when she broke down into sobs on explaining what happened to her mother. He waited patiently for her to compose herself enough to continue speaking.

He said nothing when she explained that–by taking care of everyone the way her mother would have–she could still feel close to her in some way. On hearing that the funeral was supposed to happen the day after Yuu arrived, however, his wings pulled her closer until he was hugging her close.

“I…I never got to say goodbye,” she stammered, tears flowing freely now and voice cracking with emotion. “I miss her so much…”

“Shh…it’s okay, little one. It’s okay,” he whispered, his wings shielding her from view as he consoled her. After a moment, he finally said, “Losing a loved one is never going to be an easy experience no matter your age…or your species.” Looking down, he asked, “You haven’t allowed yourself a chance to even grieve properly since arriving, have you?”

“I…I can’t…if I do…”

“It would mean accepting the truth?” he finished, to which she nodded and clutched at his vest. “...it seems as though humans and monsters grieve similarly. While I am not very…skilled with handling emotions like this, I can tell you that it is okay to grieve for as long as you need. You may be human, but you do not have to deal with this alone. The staff and I…the students…we will be here for you.” Gently running his talons through her hair, he thought for a moment before he said, “It won’t be the same…but if you wish, we may hold a service wherever you want in order to honor your mother’s memory.”

“...really?”

“Yes. Whatever you wish, I will grant it within my power. Food, decorations…even a small ceremony with your close friends or one with the staff and other dorm leaders. Just say the word, and we will make it happen for you.”

Yuu was silent. Then, in a quiet voice, she asked, “Can I think about it?”

“Of course. Take as long as you need. I’m not going anywhere.”

“...sir…?”

“Hm?”

“...thank you…”

“You’re welcome, Yuu…”

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I left the ending a bit more open-ended so that you could imagine whatever sort of service your Yuu would have wanted and who would have been invited to it, but just know that–despite these boys tending to be more about themselves when it comes to things happening unless forced to do something in the game, I’m sure that they would come together to help someone grieving their loss in this situation.

Again, I’m so sorry for your loss, and I know this took me a little bit to write, but I wanted to do my best with this ask. I really hope that things get easier for you and that you have a good support system to lean on. Please take care of yourself and remember: take each day one step at a time 💝

[mxdarling]

[Sudden adoption]

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ೃ⁀➷: summary: Crowley becomes a dad for the magicless prefect.

ೃ⁀➷: Word count: 346

ೃ⁀➷: Reference/Inspiration: Link

[note:] If there is anything else triggering here that I didn’t list in the warnings section, please tell me.

[Warnings:] implied parent abandonment, implied yuu having daddy issues.

[GN reader]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ :Dire Crowley; [Pla.]

This all happened because of one slip up, just one. Now you're suddenly being adopted by the person who says he'll find a way to get you home. Honestly, you don't really believe he's trying to find a way back, but it's not too bad to be hopeful. All this happened because you were called to his office to help him with paper work.

Being the "gracious" and "kind" headmaster he is, he gives you half of the paperwork, knowing that his portion is already done and he's just trying to find an accident. You being tired of his bullshit didn't even register what you just said to him, but he clearly did with him suddenly shouting at you to stop.

Now here you are, trying to explain to yourself why you accidentally called him "dad."

"Prefect...? Did you just call me 'dad'?"

"Huh!? N-No, I didn't!!"

Due to embarrassment, you dashed through the office door, not even caring if the headmaster was talking to you. You ran through almost the whole campus, not caring who was staring at you. You ran until you reached Ramshackle Dorm to process what the heck just happened.

Honestly, it's already embarrassing having him as your headmaster. Now it's going to be even more embarrassing having him as your father-figure. Well yea, he's definitely not the best father, but he's definitely better than your biological father, but still!!

You're hoping that the headmaster will forget about that and just not bring it up again because just imagining it again is driving them insane. Unfortunately for you, he did not forget it. In fact, he made it seem like it was normal!! Now every time you guys meet, he just calls you 'my child' while you're just there dying inside.

To make it even worse, he even called you that in front of Deuce and Ace... Now they make jokes (mainly Ace) about the headmaster getting adoption papers just to make it official. Hell!! He's probably thinking about it right now!!

Now you just have a clingy father-figure by your side.

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[a/n; Idk if this is even good. I probably should I written headcanons for him but I ended up writing a terribly one shot so yea. I might just make a yandere version or a remake, maybe if I have motivation to do so]

[squidwen]

Is Malleus actually Crowley??

I’ve seen a lot of theories knocking about the internet about this and thought I would add my two cents to it.

1) Have Crowley and Malleus appeared in the same scene together yet? Malleus was the only one absent for the Welcoming Ceremony at the beginning of the game.

2) If Lilia (a fae) can alter his physical appearance from the Warlord he once was, how difficult would it be for Malleus to assume ‘Crowley’s appearance? The pair have the same pallor, hair, height, physique, and I reckon if hiding his horns for too long is a strain, then that top hat comes in handy.

3) Ears —> Yes, Crowley’s are rounder than Malleus’s, but still maintain some fae quality. An easy fix. If Malleus can become a dragon how hard would changing the shape of his ears be?

4) Eyes —> Behind the mask, Crowley seems to have two glowing yellow eyes, and who else do we know appears in a flurry of yellow lights? Malleus. Is it a stretch to assume 2 fireflies/lights rest in the mask to hide his distinguishable fae eyes?

5) Irresponsibleness —> Malleus is destined to rule Briar Valley and will probably be as busy as his grandma. It makes sense he’d want to live up the time he has now doing things the won’t get to later.

6) And as for Crowley being headmaster for a while (more than the 3 years each student gets at NRC), would it be so far-fetched to think Malleus began wondering what it might be like to be a student, that was what lead him to applying to learn at NRC?

Think: why would a prince go to school? He could get the best tutors in the world to come to his castle. But, no. He chose NRC.

For all the years prior, no one could know the crowned prince of Briar Valley was a mere teacher in his spare time. The shame! The scandal! But Lilia likely was able to help cover it up. And we’ve never seen Crowley use magic, but he must be strong to get the title of headmage in a prestigious school such as NRC, and maintain his position despite Crewel and Trein complaining.

7) Finally, why a crow? A lot of us were surprised that Lilia was a bat fae rather than a crow. If characters are based off Disney characters, wouldn’t it make sense for Maleficent’s closest companion - the crow - would be Malleus’s Lilia. But no. Crowley is a crow.

Malleus couldn’t maintain his dragon appearance as headmage. It would give him away as the prince. So he opted for something less conspicuous, but still in homage to Maleficent. The closest thing to Maleficent was her pet crow. The closest thing to Malleus therefore would be the form of one.

Let me know what you think.

- Squidwen

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Does anyone remember that Twisted Wonderland fan school of demons where Crowley's son studies in? I've been trying to find it for the past 2 hours

It said something about a school where they study demon-related things? I couldn't remember much but I remembered very little parts of where it said, "Crowley only has his son in his family and when he got separated from his son, he was worried but Crowley found out that his only son is now studying in a school that is top-secret stuff and people outside shouldn't know how students get in and out of the school or how the inside of the school system works cuz its pretty secret stuff"

I saw it a couple of months ago, I thought it was really good but I forgot to save it and now this part of my brain is itching to find and I feel like if I can't, I will not be able to sleep and I will lie awake at night unsatisfied

please tell me someone knows what I'm talking about and that I did not just make an entire fan school in my head