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🪶The Crow’s Fledgling🪶
(Dire Crowley)
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Summary: Headmaster Dire Crowley is generous, simple as that. But why? What’s in it for him to be kind to you?
Such a question races through your mind persistently when you are given a strange letter from him. Why does he keep you around? You’re magicless and penniless. Utterly useless.
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Headmaster Crowley was like a to-do list that never ended. Whether it was organizing his filing cabinet, mopping the dining room floor, or taking pictures of the students for the yearbook, he always kept you on your toes.
And today was no exception.
You had just finished helping some Heartslabyul students deadhead the rose garden when Grim came bounding up to you with a letter in his mouth. You recognized the black wax seal, bearing the NRC crest, and cringed.
What does Crowley want with me now? you thought.
"No doubt it's a load of orders," said Grim, seemingly reading your mind. "Crowley doesn't seem to let you have a day off."
Your face fell.
"Listen," he said. "I'm not fond of lettin' my henchman slack-off, but I could always burn the letter and pretend you never saw it."
"You would do that for me?"
"Sure. In exchange for an extra can of tuna."
You internally sighed. Of course, you thought. There has always got to be a reward in it for you.
You glared as Grim curled up under the shade of a rosebush, gloating about how he could relax and you couldn't. The letter in your hand began to feel like lead. The choice to ignore Crowley and have a free evening was irresistible. You were tired, hungry, and still had a mountain of homework to tackle. But, as you took a moment to think about it, could you really afford to say no to Dire Crowley?
Calling it 'generosity' to give you a derelict dorm and force you to work for him had made you laugh at first, but in all honesty, it was generous of him. You had woken up in a random world with no network and nothing to your name. And with no knowledge about Twisted Wonderland or a drop of magic in your veins, you were defenseless and witless. Yet, Dire Crowley had allowed you to stay at his school, and even though Ramshackle was a glorified mausoleum, it was shelter. You had clothes on your back, food in your stomach, and had managed to establish yourself amongst the student body. Not only were you indebted to the man for sticking his neck out for you, but also, you dreaded to think what would happen if you were dismissed for being lazy. You had nowhere to go.
Upon coming to this conclusion, you decided to bite your lip and just read the darn thing. Grim let out a groan as you slipped a small card out of the envelope.
"What?" you said. "I'm being a good henchman, aren't I?"
"But you're supposed to be my henchman," he whined. "Who's going to get me dinner tonight if you're too busy obeying the Headmaster?"
You shrugged. "Ace and Deuce? Kalim and Jamil? Anyone. Heck, Idia's always wanted a cat. I'm sure you could lynch some junk food out of him if you begged."
Grim's ears perked up. "That's quite a menu," he said, licking his lips.
All of a sudden, you didn't seem so interesting to the magical feline anymore and he bolted off into the depths of Heartslabyul like a tiger on the hunt.
On the hunt for tarts, you thought.
Turning your attention back to Crowley's letter, you were surprised, and relieved to see just two simple sentences:
COME TO MY OFFICE AT SIX O'CLOCK.
DON'T EAT ANYTHING BEFOREHAND.
Your brow creased with confusion. Why would he tell you not to eat? You were already starving from a full day's worth of work and six o'clock wasn't for another hour. However, you supposed it was better than getting asked to do chores. So, with a grumbling stomach and tired eyes, you marched off to the library to do a spot of homework before your rendezvous.
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The sun was already beginning to set on the horizon. Due to being situated on an island, NRC always had sunsets that kissed the ocean. The water rippled like cider in the golden glow, a sweet and intoxicating sight. You watched the waves as you trekked upstairs to Dire's Office. You friends called it the 'Crow's Nest' because it was located right at the top of the school, and your chest was heaving by the time you knocked on the door.
"Perfectly punctual!" came a voice from the other side. "Come in, come in, (Y/N).”
The office looked as it usually did, with dark drapes and a large desk; the portraits of the school patrons hung behind it haphazardly. Yet there was no Headmaster.
You took a step into the office...
BAM!
The door slammed behind you. It gave you such a fright your heart leaped into your throat, and then a pair of hands draped over your eyes and you were blinded. Chuckling filled your ears.
"No peeking now, dear fledgling," said Mr Crowley. "It'll ruin the surprise."
"Holy-! What the heck, sir!" you exclaimed. Crowley's fingers tightened around your face, telling you to watch your tone.
"Now, now," he said cheerfully. His knees pressed into your legs, instructing you to move forward. "Is that any way to talk to your generous employer? Even after I went to all this effort?"
What effort?
You heard the distinct change of wood to hard stone as you paced out of the office and into the open air. Confused, you brought your hands up to Crowley's and pried them away.
The air hitched in your chest.
A circular dinner table, blanketed in a white cloth, was set up on the office balcony. Two places had been set with intricately cut glasses and cutlery that shined in the gentle moonlight. Crowley put a hand on your shoulder.
"I am a generous Headmaster, my dear fledgling," he said, squeezing softly. "And I think it's only right to reward you for your service once in a while. You've gone above and beyond the call of duty, especially with the overblot cases, all while keeping your head up and going against the grain each and every day. Don't think I haven't noticed."
You stared up into the pale yellow light behind Crowley's mask, opening and closing your mouth yet making no noise. What could you say?
"Sir...this...this..."
Crowley waited expectantly.
"This isn't an excuse to get out of marking exam scripts, is it?"
His face fell.
"Absolutely not!" he cried, pressing his free hand to his chest dramatically. You weren't convinced. "Is it a crime to appreciate one's staff?"
An image of Professor Trein and Crewel sharing a surprise dinner with Crowley flashed across your mind and you nearly snickered.
"And no," he went on, "it won't be taken out of your paycheque."
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You let yourself be guided over to the table. The chair moved out for you all on its own and a serviette fluttered onto your lap the moment you sat down. Crowley sat across from you and snapped his fingers. Two plates appeared, filled with what appeared to be grilled vegetables; their aroma delicate yet distinctly smoky.
"Cheers, Prefect," said Crowley, lifting his glass. "To you."
A huge grin adorned your face. This was so kind, so thoughtful. And, admittedly, so deserved, too. Crowley had really outdone himself. All these months of endless work had made you start to believe you were nothing but a lackey. It felt so wonderful to be proven wrong, especially in this way. You made a hasty grab for your glass, already filled with a sparkling beverage...but you stopped.
Deftly, your hand hit the table, making your cutlery jingle like wind chimes. Crowley tilted his head with puzzlement.
Tears suddenly began to prick your eyes.
"Fledgling?" the Headmaster asked, a concerned tone to his voice. "Whatever is the matter? You aren't allergic to aubergines, are you?"
You shook your head. You couldn't believe how ridiculous you were being. Crying in front of the Headmaster? While he'd gone to all this effort to treat you? And for what? You couldn’t quite put your finger on why you had started acting so emotional. Instinctively, you lowered your head and wiped your eyes with your sleeve.
"It's nothing," you said quickly.
You couldn't see Crowley, since you were too interested in your lap, but you heard him put down his glass and push back his chair. A moment later he was beside you, crouching down to get a better look at your face. You looked away.
"(Y/N)? Tell me what's wrong this instant."
"It really is nothing, sir," you said, forcing yourself to smile. "Let's just enjoy our dinner. No doubt you're as starving as I am-"
Suddenly, Crowley grabbed your arms and dragged you upwards off your seat. You whipped your gaze up to him. Two piercing lights stared into your eyes. They seemed to analyze your soul; rummage around inside your skull for answers.
"Don't play me for a fool," he said darkly.
"I-I wasn't-"
"I doubt those are tears of joy running down your face. Answer me, (Y/N)."
Unbeknownst to you, a stray tear was flowing freely down your cheek. It trickled down to your jaw, leaving a cool trail in its wake, and fell directly onto Crowley's wrist. You were tempted to pass the droplet off as rain, but there was no way he'd believe that. The night was clear.
"I just don’t know why, sir,” you managed to finally croak out. "Why are you doing this?"
Crowley didn't flinch, a silent order for you to continue. You felt your body grow limp, surrendering all your energy to speaking.
"I have no magic. No money. Barely any skills. Everything you ask me to do, I do sometimes without even knowing how and make things worse. Yet, you still allow me to stay here, even going so far as to do things like this for me? I just don’t understand why. I certainly don’t deserve it.”
The grip Crowley had on you grew tighter, his claw rings digging into your flesh. You winced. Had you said something wrong? Ought you not have mentioned sometimes 'making things worse?' Would he cut his losses after this? Dread pooled in your stomach. You were glad you hadn't eaten anything yet because you felt as though you'd be sick.
After a painfully long minute, he said: “It’s because you're just a child.”
"W-What?"
"Like a lamb in a lion's den." His grip got so tight it tore the fabric of your shirt. "You've been plunged into this world knowing nothing. Did you honestly expect me to let you fend for yourself?"
"Yes!" you exclaimed. "Surely I mean nothing to you! Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful, but you owe me nothing and have still given me so much.”
Finally, his grip loosened on you. You sighed with relief, reaching up to massage your biceps. You could see faint red crescent moons where his claws had dug in. However, your fingers had barely stroked your shirt before you were pulled into a hug.
"Ridiculous," said the Headmaster.
You went stiff as a board. Your body seemed to have suddenly shut itself down, locked up and thrown away the key. All you could do was breathe and blink. "It's been a pleasure watching you learn and grow over these past few months,” he went on. “And you do mean something. Something to everyone here. And, I’ll confess, I've begun to see you more as an errand-runner."
You didn't know if it was because of you or not, but Crowley's chest began to tremble as if he was tearing up, too.
"I’ve seen so many students pass through these walls. I’ve seen their faces disappear into the vast sea of life year after year, go back to their families holiday after holiday. But you, you are like my own child. So innocent, so eager to please, and my responsibility beyond that of being your Headmaster. How can I possibly even think of getting rid of you when seeing your smile and achievements feel like my own-“
So many emotions flooded you: relief, disbelief, serenity, gratitude, that you jumped at the chance to hug him back. Your arms wrapped around him so tightly. You had no clue that you had made such an impact on this man. He saw you as his own child? And, deep down, had you begun to see him like a father figure? Perhaps. He had always provided everything you needed, even if those things weren't exactly perfect, or even decent. The crux of the matter was that Crowley had looked after you.
"Thank you, sir," you muttered into his ear.
A light hum was his reply. "Always, my fledgling. Now, come and dry those eyes. Our starters are getting cold."
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Crowley:
proud bird dad
literally he is so proud of anything you do and will share your achievements with the rest of the staff
he also has a box of things that you've completed/given to him
childhood artwork, cards you've made, old gifts you've given to him, your first assignment and test, and even some of your old stuffed animals from when you were a kid
he also has a thick photo album full of pictures of you growing up
the kind of parent who takes so many photos
he looks through that photo album a lot to look back on the precious memories
the box and the photo albums are protected using magic
he will cry is something happens to them
pretty sure he lives at the school so you grew up at NRC
you know the entire layout of the school, visited every dorm, and even met all the ghosts
the ghosts all love you
they watch over you when Crowley and the other staff are busy
naturally you become a student of NRC when you're old enough
and once again, Crowley is so proud of you at orientation
he's taking photos as you walk up to the magic mirror and get assigned a dorm
he's so happy no matter what dorm you end up in
and if you want to change dorms, say no more it's already done
he's a little bit protective
loves when you make friends
he already knows if they're generally good people because he has their student files
it's a bit different if you have a romantic relationship tho
he's scared and will look into your partner more
will express his worries, but not to you
the other staff members hear it
"my child is growing up too fast!"
if you get involved with any of the overblots he is terrified and hovers around you afterwards
other students have mixed feelings about you
some will want to be on your good side because you're close with the headmage
others will be cautious of you because they worry if they offend you then they'll get expelled
and some (Azul) may try to take advantage of you
he's also painfully supportive
if you play any sports at NRC he has set up a cheering squad for you and you alone
also probably going to ask you to help him with his work
"won't you help your dear loving and hardworking father?"
when breaks come up he will give you the choice to stay at NRC or go on vacation with him
even if you say no to going with him he will try to convince you
he calls it parent child bonding
while other students may say he's not a very good headmage, he thinks he's great
he doesn't mind what the other students say, but if you were to say it...
he may start to consider that he's not as good as he thinks
what would really make him realize they were right was if you somehow overblotted
if you did overblot, he's full on crying and heartbroken
of course he's going to save you from the overblot
but afterwards he's going to just hug you and cry
he can be a bit of an overbearing father at times, but it's because he loves you
Crewel:
a more strict but loving father
he absolutely loves raising you
he calls you his pup
unlike Crowley, he won't keep a million photos of you or collect your first assignments or anything
but he is proud of the things you do
if you present him with some art you made or something cool you did he will be proud
the type of dad to keep your art on the wall
he also will spoil you
like you won't even know how much he spoils you
you'll be happy just to get a new coat and it's actually one of the best brands that costs so much money
his motto is "Only the best for my little pup"
this motto perseveres throughout your life
when you attend NRC, he's super proud no matter what dorm you end up in
when you attend school is when the slightly more strict side of him shows itself
he wants you to pass all your classes and will help you study
you might not get many breaks until he's sure you understand the concept and know how to do it
of course he's not as strict with you as he is with other students
they might not even get breaks
he will push you to get good grades but he always knows when he starts to push too far and will stop himself
if he accidentally does push you to hard he will apologize and try to make it up to you
Crewel is a bit of a protective dad
he pays attention to what his students are like so when you mention your friends he already knows them
he doesn't mind as long as they're good people
if you're in a romantic relationship he's a bit more protective
remember that motto I mentioned earlier? yeah that comes into play here
he thinks you deserve the best and will not tolerate your partner giving you anything less
he can be very critical of your partner and you may have to tell him to back off
he may also give your partner more work in class than other students
Crewel likes to make sure that you're dressed well and will tidy up your appearance when he sees something out of place
Trein:
very loving father
he already has daughters so you aren't an only child
you know how he treats Lucius? you get similar treatment
he is a doting cat dad and a doting dad
he spends a lot of time with you and your siblings as you grow up
he never wants to miss any part of your life
also will hang your artwork on the wall
he'll even bring some to his classroom and hang them up there
he will go on and on about you to his students if they ask
some may do this to get out of doing classwork
they find out later that they still get the assignment but now they have no explanation of how to do it
he's very proud whenever you complete assignments or get good grades
and he's very proud when you finally get to go to NRC
he won't really mind whatever dorm you get into
but he will worry if it's Savanaclaw
students in that dorm are more prone to fights so he's worried
like Crewel, he's a bit of a protective dad
he will slightly judge your friend choice depending on who they are but won't interfere with anything
unless they get you in trouble, then he'll say something
if you're in a romantic relationship, he will silently judge them too
will also be more strict towards your partner in his class
he will not tolerate them slacking off in any way
well...he doesn't tolerate anyone slacking off in his class but even more so your partner
when you're in his class, he is much more relaxed with you
while he won't let you sleep you can still get away with spacing out or not paying attention
you also get Lucius' attention while you're in the class
most students find the cat annoying and Lucius will glare at them, but Lucius loves you!
he'll lay on your lap during class and purr very loudly
whoever sits next to you may be nervous not to disturb the cat
whenever Trein and Lucius get separated he gets really panicked
unless he knows Lucius is with you
you're the only one he trusts with Lucius
Lucius himself is protective of you
if anyone gets too close for the cat's liking, he may scratch them
while Trein is more passive aggressive with his protectiveness, Lucius is more outwardly disapproving
Vargas:
proud dad #4
he's unashamed to be your biggest fan
no matter what you're doing or where you go he's cheering you on
he probably has you playing at least one sport growing up
wants you to be super fit and active
and he'll also feed you all sorts of healthy foods
he wants to be your role model so bad
he just wants to hear you say even once "I want to be just like you Dad"
if he does hear it, he's fallen to his knees and overwhelmed with emotion
he won't cry, but he comes close
super proud when you become a student of NRC
he doesn't really mind what dorm you get in, but he secretly hopes it's Savanaclaw
Savanaclaw is the most athletic dorm
no matter what dorm you end up in, he is cheering as soon as the magic mirror says it
Crowley has to tell him to calm down
he's not a protective dad
he encourages you to make friends and doesn't mind them at all
he doesn't mind when you have a romantic partner either
in fact if you introduced them he would simply hug them and get straight to bonding
your father has now stolen your partner for bonding time
where did they go and how long will they be gone? nobody knows
when they do come back Vargas will say he's part of the family now
when you're in his class, he already expects you to participate and stay fit
so he's not as worried about you as he is for other students
if you play any sports in school, he is coming to all your games and cheering for you
he will be the cheerleader
he's over there with pom-poms and everything
Sam:
you are such a spoiled child
like really anything you want, you got it
and I do mean anything
he has connections so he can get ahold of anything
you are his special little imp
he treasures the little artwork you make as a kid
it's the one thing he won't sell
he often trains you on how to run the store
so even though you may be small, he may still have you work in the shop
he won't have you do anything too big of course
but little by little you learn more about how to work and run the shop and you get to bond with him too!
but people are more likely to come again and buy things when there's a cute child
so having you there is also a business strategy
he's such a fun dad tho
he loves to play with you a lot and will generally do anything you think is fun together
he's happy when you finally become a student at NRC and it doesn't bother him which dorm you end up in
though if he had to choose he would say Octavinelle because they got the business strategies
he's not a protective dad either
he encourages you to make all sorts of friends
he even encourages you to make friends on the other side but never specifies beyond that
he doesn't mind if you have a partner either
they shouldn't expect a discount unless they are really good to you
speaking of discounts
you don't have to pay for things while you're at the school
he gives them to you for free
but he will ask if you want to help him out at the shop sometime
some students may try to get close to you so they can get more discounts (Ruggie)
and some may try to get close to you so they can get some of those business connections (Azul)
Sam hopes that in the future, you may be able to take on ownership of the shop
it's been in the family for a long time so he hopes he can pass it on to you
you have a while before that tho
I wanted to make my own custom banner for my profile, so, uh... Here it is. Figured I should have a Twisted Wonderland image for my banner, since, you know, I write TWST smut, but I also really liked the Kakashi sensei reading smut image I had before.
So boom. I combined them.
Crowley reading Naruto smut. How weeby is that shit?
Made in ✨️Procreate✨️.
The drama is 400 years old and NRC is learning all of it in excruciating detail
If Crowley DOES turn out to be Raverne, everyone at NRC and possibly on Sage's Island as a whole will need to be wearing earplugs for the next 48 hours minimum after Lilia finds out, because that is approximately the amount of time he's going to spend yelling. And Crowley would deserve it
If Crowley DOES turn out to be Raverne, everyone at NRC and possibly on Sage's Island as a whole will need to be wearing earplugs for the next 48 hours minimum after Lilia finds out, because that is approximately the amount of time he's going to spend yelling. And Crowley would deserve it
Listen I'm not saying I believe the "Crowley is Raverne/Levan" theory, I'm saying that if it is true, Lilia is going to be PISSED.
Someone: How many versions of the song "KING" (and "Queen") with Twisted wonderland characters are needed?
Youtube: Yes ^_^
To be fair, some versions of the songs sounded really cool (the version of "KING" by Maleus, Riddle and Crowley), as well as the versions of Leona and "QUEEN" by Riddle and Vil, and in some moments they will have a beautiful visual accompaniment. And yes, instead of sleeping at 1:37 a.m., I really started listening to each version in its entirety.
@deescade
1 - (Sebek) ...
2 - (Neige) That would genuinely make me a little uncomfortable. Not because I don't like him but because I don't like when people whisper to me.
3 - (Kalim) I would stop working...
4 - (Sebek) It kinda works cause I also got him for the first one.
5 - (Chenya) My baby!! Whyy lol
6 - (Leona) Guess he's not wasting time... ehhh
7 - (Deuce) Okay, that's just rude! How dare you?! >:(
8 - (Silver) That hurts my feelings, why would he do that to me... :'(
9 - (Riddle) I'd probably accidently push/hit him cause of my shock... Not the best scenario...
This is my first post and it's currently 3:50am and I can't sleep. I'm gonna do more of these!
Twisted Wonderland (How Would They: Tell You a Pick-up Line? ver.) click and drag game!
warnings: flashing images
prompt: how would these characters tell you a pick-up line?
When YOU tell them a pick-up line...
Game notes • How to Play
Please use a browser other than Google Chrome to play because the GIFs always lock onto their first frame on Chrome. Safari and Firefox work, please try those
If you're on mobile, screenshot the gifs either as a set or individually
this makes me wondering....what is Dire Crowley's unique magic? or other staff magic? Since the twisted wonderland JP version , dire Crowley SSR is here (which I didnt get and waste all my gems for nothing 😭).
Squeeze him harder
crowley’s va… *wipes stray tear from my eye*