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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..."

RECORD OF RAGNAROK SERVER!!!

ROR SERVERRRRR

And just like that, Lilia treats Floyd's ADHD

POV: You caught the sheriff. What next?

I've mentioned these theories many times, and I think you TWST lot here may like them!

Specifically about Crowley! (Crowley Hate is NOT allowed on my blog as he is my #1 favourite character from TWST)

In brief, Crowley is Malleus' father, but Crowley is also cursed.

Now to explain.

Let's start with Crowley is a Fae. We know 3 (?) other characters with the pointed ears {Malleus, Lilia and Baul}, of which all are Fae. Crowley has the same pointed ears as those three. There's no other race in TWST with those pointed ears.

Now, we also know nothing about Crowley's age, homeland nor past. We also don't know the reason for the mask he wears - this is where the curse theory comes in. What if the mask is there to potentially hide the curse marking or something? The curse in question being that one day, unknown to Crowley, the people around him will suffer in many ways. This could be part of the Overblots too.

Now, how does that work into the Malleus' father theory? We know Crowley runs from danger and problems - we don't know why he does this, so is it a state of attempting to protect people? In which case, could he have ran from Malleus and Malleus' mother to protect them?

Also within that theory - appearance. Crowley and Malleus have identical hair colour, and similar complexion shades. They also have a similar facial shape, and as weird as it maybe, expressions.

AND! The creator of TWST yassified the fucking crocodile... And there's no crow in Diasomnia, but Maleficent has a crow (Diablo)... Why wouldn't the creator YASSIFY THE CROW?!

Thank you for coming to my theory rant

Tell me... Are you prepared to make enemies of us all...?

Hello there~

If you want to learn more about me after this post, don't be afraid to ask! Just... Don't make it weird or inappropriate!

So!

I'm Reno/Jodi, and I am a Genderfluid 17 year old. I used she/he/they pronouns!

If you recognise my user, I have been on Wattpad by this user before, and also Discord. I am a Fandub VA for various characters, the most notable ones being Lord Diavolo, Genderbent Jade Leech (TWICE ✨), and Dire Crowley (Again, twice!!!) I also voice Jamil Viper, Trey Clover, Genderbent Mozus Trein and Genderbent Falena Kingscholar. This is purely as it stands!

I am in a multitude of fandoms, including Final Fantasy (7/15/16), Twisted Wonderland, Obey Me, Demon Slayer, Genshin Impact, Criminal Minds and Shadowhunters... Just to name a few.

I am also British! So if I have some "incorrect" spellings, I don't. It's just the British way of spelling the word(s).

Any more questions? Drop them!

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?

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

Kerosene's Collection

Space: The Collector

Fandom: Original Work

AU?: N/A

Extra: This, like the other entries, is my own world and characters.

Warnings: Mentions of real skulls, torture, murder and blood

Tag: @badthingshappenbingo

A deep smell of chemicals and vinegar filled the room, a seemingly normal room to the outside world. But, trust me when I say, the contents of this room are far from normal. At its centre was a metal table with 4 reels of chains drilled to the underside. Those chains had bands of leather, able to be buckled tight, connected to the end. The top surface was scratched and battered, the small trenches in the metal seeming to be stained a reddish brown, similar to old blood on fabric. Around the edge of the room was counters and cabinets and cupboards galore. Some cupboards were labelled: beakers, flasks, pipettes, that sort of thing. Cabinets were bolted shut and locked with heavy-duty padlocks, no one was getting into them.

But that wasn't the weirdest thing within this room. In the far left alcove there's a series of shelves, each one lined with skulls. Though, the skulls were not the fake realistic ones, decorated with roses or playing cards. They were as real as the rest of the room. They ranged in shape, size and species - some were human, others had fangs, horns and wing bones as well. Each one had a little plaque in front of it, like the plaques you get for a teacher's or boss' desk, with names etched into them. The names of those who the skulls belonged to.

An echoey thud resonated through the room, followed by babbling from a psychopath. Babbling about how he'd have another for his beloved collection. Another person on his list, tortured and destroyed. How he'd join in on the search parties when they were announced missing. Muffled screams and aimless kicks accompanied the man, his hand tangled into messy hair while his wrist was clung to. Not that he could feel it - metal had no nerves - and this pathetic, screaming scum was the reason behind the metal. He would take his sweet time with this one.

Ragging the little shit by the hair, he tossed them like an old doll onto the metal, painfully holding their head down while he fastened the band over them. Chains clanked and tinkled as he moved the binds, locking this darling freak to the bed of their death.

What would he do? How would he do it? Oh the possibilities!!!

All he did know though... Was that there would be a new head on his collection...