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Dire Crowley Headcanons

If you don't know me well (which for most of you is the case), I am a massive Dire Crowley fan. And of course, what type of gracious fan of the bird would I be without some Headcanons?

So, let's dive in, shall we?

WARNING: Following Headcanons contain angst

Crowley can turn into a bird, you can't tell me otherwise. So, he has a bit of a birdbrain!

He also probably struggles to see glass doors...

Also related to the bird brains. The reason for him running from danger is the bird brains. Most birds flee from a threat, so does Crowley. He doesn't mean to, but it's instinctual and a habit

If Yuu had any issues and told him about them, he'd just randomly appear with objects he's found from pretty feathers to shiny pebbles and bottlecaps, and give them to Yuu to try and cheer them up

He also requests small bits of praise or short hugs in return, just so he knows that Yuu is happy with what he finds!

Crowley also fully knows that the students don't trust him, or in some cases, he knows they don't even like or respect him.

His over-the-top personality is to stop anyone from realising he's affected by it, and how he wants to be genuinely helpful but struggles with it.

He'll sometimes lock himself in his office and just cry or unleash his anger and sadness by trashing his desk or clawing/punching a wall.

He talks to the paintings more than actual people because of it.

If he's far from his office, he'll detour to Divus. Why Divus? Because of all the staff, Dire trusts him the most

NEXT HEADCANONS MAY CONTAIN BOOK 7 SPOILERS

If the theory of Crowley being Levan is true, then I think Crowley may have a few extra Headcanons to make

Crowley is scared to hurt people, so (including my curse theory), Crowley ran from the Draconias to protect them

He runs and avoids helping with the Overblots because he either physically can't help or he fears he'd make them worse

Secretly keeps a close eye on Malleus at NRC

That's all for now with my Crowley Headcanons :3

TOP 3 SHADOWHUNTERS SHIPS AND WHY- GO!! BONUS POINTS IF YOU CAN SHARE A THE TITLE OF A SONG YOU THINK FITS THE SHIP

The one at the top has got to be Malec, and their canon song War of Hearts by Ruelle. Aside the canon song... 🤔 I think maybe My Nocturnal Serenade by Yohio

Izzy and Clary of course slides into the top 3! Girls Like Girls by Hayley Kiyoko would be the song, oh and Slumber Party by Ashnikko

And for Number 3 of the Top 3... The vampire bitches, Simon and Raphael. As for songs, Poison by Alice Cooper and Jezebel by The Rasmus

Thought I'd do some funky lil headcanons for some of my favourite ships!

TreyJade

Trey learns what Jade's favourite dishes are, and makes himself a personal goal to learn how to make them.

Jade info-dumps about mushrooms to Trey, and Trey will happily sit and listen.

Trey will risk breaking Heartslabyul rules just to go see Jade.

Mountain dates. They have mountain and hiking dates.

Jade teaches Trey about merfolk beyond what NRC teaches - Trey's curiosities would most likely get the better of him

EEL CUDDLES! You know how otters have cuddle piles? Jade does exactly that in his merform if he can, tail and arms wrapped around Trey as securely as possible.

Jade being autistic, Trey learns his sensory triggers etc and does what he can to help

Jade will calmly threaten whoever says bad about Trey, even going as far as letting Floyd have the chance to squeeze

Trey is out of bounds to Azul's deals - Jade threatens him

CidClive

Cidolfus constantly sends Clive letters when he's away from the Hideaway, or away from Clive in general.

Clive holds onto Cid's jacket like a clingy child if he feels scared in a specific area - it's rare but Cid will have a silly smile he fails to hide when Clive does cling to him.

Clive is allowed in Cid's office/room without knocking.

Cid's "parental approval" was Torgal and Jill. Torgal likes Cid anyway, and Jill approved of him verbally - Gav also approved, but not without threatening both Clive and Cid that if one got hurt by the other, they'd be hurt several times worse

Ramuh and Ifrit form a mental connection as to when the other is ready to be unleashed. The two Eikons defend their respective hosts and each other

VarWel

Divus Crewel and Ashton Vargas. (Funnily enough, this is a recent one I've stares shipping)

Divus has the worst road rage, as driver and passenger. Ashton dreads Divus driving though, he also knows not to drive Divus' car under any circumstance

Ashton gets scolded like he's a dog more often than not, and Divus even threatens to ban him from his classroom.

Divus picks outfits out, and refuses to let Ashton do so

They have a dog (Dalmatian) and it's called LeFou

Hajime x Samon

Both were in denial for the longest time!

Act like enemies at work to stop questions

Hajime is like a cat when they're away from work eyes

Momoko is heartbroken when she finds out (Kenshiro is overjoyed but hides it for her sake)

Enki firmly threatened Hajime where no one could hear.

Samon lets Hajime have ice lollies if he wants one, but for every ice lolly, he gets Hajime to not smoke

Mitsuru teasing the living hell out of them both

Any other ships you want to see - Opinions or headcanons for?

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love❤

God, racking my braincells for this😅

Most likely... 🤔 A Criminal For Justice is my top one, which is a solid original work of mine about an engineer and a cop

The Silver X Riddle paint prompt one I did for drabble night. Can't remember what it's called 😅

Ardyn drabble (I love anything Ardyn related)

Although I don't ship it and it was a request, Crewel x Vargas "Driving Madness" one. It was fun writing Crewel losing his composure

And for 5th... I honestly don't know 😅

Rotten Escape

Space: They're Coming For Me

Fandom: Original Work

AU?: N/A

Extra: This, like the other entries, is my own world and characters. This one's a little shorter than the others

Warnings: Brief descriptions of rotting, death

Tag: @badthingshappenbingo

No light to trust, for the moon gave no cover to the girl as she stumbled over roots. Run... Just keep running: that's what she kept telling herself. She could hear their voices, shouting to bring her back. Back to that white room with nothing but a minimal bed and a restraint system in case she got violent.

She was 8. Permanently 8. That's why they wanted her body as it slowly rotted away from her bones. They wanted sick, sick answers that she would refuse to be the subject of. They weren't welcome here. They landed and never disappeared. 8 years old and she ran through a woodland full of a misty blanket. Home. That's where she needed to get. To wriggle through the gnarled gates of the citadel grounds, and beg for help. Beg someone to tell her father that she was home.

She reached the gate, and almost as soon as she had, the gate swung over and she was hauled off the ground into the arms of a man. Pale tri-coloured hair was all it took for her to know that she was safe.

"You're safe, Cas, you're safe", the voice of one of her fathers rang through her ears and she lifted her head slightly. She saw the gleam of metal walk by, slow and deadly. Far too curious for her own good, she turned her head to watch as the woosh of air was met with the wet squelch of flesh and blood. A few thuds followed, presumably heads of the bodies that collapsed down to the floor.

"They were coming for me...", the forever young girl spoke, staring at the bodies outside the gate. They had been so close to getting her. Broke from her staring by a hand on her head, she looked up to the gentle brown eyes of her second father.

"They will never have you, Cassie, not if I have anything to say about it".

AllTober Day 3: Forced to share a blanket/bed etc

Contains: Gayness :), Wriolette, Neuvillette losing his cool slightly, Neuvillette Spoilers

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Characters: Wriothesley, Neuvillette

Being forced to take a break, Neuvillette was faced with a multitude of issues. Trials were on hold, he wasn't in the comfort of his office and Wriothesley.

Not that anything was wrong with Wriothesley, of course, but Neuvillette was told he would be staying with Wriothesley - unless he wanted a old time meteor on his head (again). The issue was that Wriothesley had ONE bed. ONE.

And Wriothesley did not sleep without moving around.

Currently, Neuvillette found himself almost against the wall, while Wriothesley fidgeted about behind him. Neuvillette had specifically asked for a second cover incase this happened but the rustling drove Neuvillette insane.

That was until he tapped Wriothesley's shoulder to wake him up.

"Can you try and stay still? I cannot sleep with the fidgeting and rustling." Neuvillette frowned, Wriothesley just giving him a tired smirk.

"Are you going to give me a hug for the rest of the night?" Wriothesley challenged. He didn't expect Neuvillette to literally open his arms at that moment.

"If it stops you moving around, yes" Neuvillette agreed, and Wriothesley grinned, happily shuffling into Neuvillette's embrace. As quickly as he'd been woke, Wriothesley fell asleep once again.

Neuvillette convinced himself that it was just so Wriothesley would stop moving, that's until Wriothesley ended up hugging him as well and burying his head in Neuvillette's chest. Neuvillette quickly learned that Wriothesley was more than a friend or colleague, but a mortal Neuvillette had fallen for...

Perhaps this forced break wouldn't be so bad...

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FONTAINE SPOILERS AHEAD

FURINA-? SENTENCED TO-

However-

"The HYDRO ARCHON is to be punished..."

Sooooo

Focalors is executed... Furina returns as a human? Her splash art has a vision, and no large elemental symbol in the back of her promotional art like the other archons.

So

Furina comes back, but Focalors dies.

The Vampire King's Match

Space: Dragging Themselves Along The Ground

Fandom: N/A

AU?: N/A

Extra: This, like the first entry, is my own world and characters.

Warnings: Blood, Injury, Fights

Tag: @badthingshappenbingo

Everything was fine. Everything was fine before the assassins arrived. Cries and screams of men, women and children alike poisoned the usually peaceful air. His Royal Highness of Bludpyra stood face to face with many foes in his long life, but these assassins were man-made. They could not regenerate their injuries nor could they hypnotise, levitate or use telekinesis, but they were faster and more agile than the average vampire.

Karayan, as he happened to be in the village at the time of the attack, had skewered and slashed many of the artificial vampires to smithereens. However, there was one that was clearly the perfected model. Slim, tall, and weak in appearance, yet lethally strong in reality. It annoyed Karayan. He ordered the ones who were still alive to get inside their homes, while he stood face to face with the last.

Karayan was nothing short of powerful. He'd lived for centuries, perfecting his immunity to sunlight and all of his found capabilities. His scythe, a weapon perfectly designed for him and him alone, floated beside him. He kept calm, blocking the attacks that were sent his way with the scythe, not moving a muscle. Upon spotting an opening, a pale and dead hand grasped the scythe and swung it at a crazy speed. Karayan's eyes grew wide - the bastard had dodged. Before Karayan could regain his focus, a burn screamed through his thighs.

He crashed to the ground, a blood-curdling shriek bubbling up and out his mouth. He didn't understand. His regeneration was impeccably fast, so why wasn't he regenerating?!

"Silver is a beautiful yet dangerous thing... Is it not, Your Majesty?"

Karayan had never felt panic so bad in his life. Like how a heated blade would cauterise the wound it inflicts, the sword this man-made piece of shit wielded had closed the wounds it made. Well, it had closed off the points that Karayan would regenerate from. Fight or flight had become his mindset, a snarl curling onto his face. Gritting his jaw through the pain, Karayan commanded his scythe again, giving his opponent a flurry of furious attacks that sent them stumbling.

With a big enough distance, Karayan clawed at the ground, pulling himself along the blood tainted earth. He knew he was adding to the red. He may not have had a pulse, but his long-dead blood seeped out as a steady run. He dragged himself, pain and all, along the ground.

A scream of agony and surprise had him halt in his escape. This stupid fucker just had to take a arm off as well. Karayan snarled at the assassin, rolling out of the way as a frenzied strike was made towards his chest. Karayan grinned at the look of anger on his opponent's face, and at the fact his scythe was floating at an angle behind the attacker.

Mortal blood splattered over the ground and over what remained of Karayan's body. The vampiric king laid on the ground, gasping for the air he didn't need. He had won, yes, but he was in pain. He laid in his own blood, and that of the assassins he had killed to protect his people. Speaking of his people, a young woman was first to leave her home, a gasp of horror caught on Karayan's ears. He tilted his head back, looking back at the lady as she rushed over to him.

"Your Highness, can you hear me?"

Karayan slowly nodded, recognising the lady to be the wife of his friend's butler. "I can hear you, Lady Serene... I can hear you," he replied, his tone swept with his agony.

Lady Serene Haworth, an elven lady of underestimated power. She was one of a few necromancers that lived in Bludpyra, in this village on the borders of the neighbouring nation where her husband worked. She was a healer, and commonly helped Karayan's servants.

"Let me heal you, Your Majesty..."

POV: You caught the sheriff. What next?

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