Dire Crowley

@headmastercrowley.bsky.social

"A leash?!" Crowleyโ€™s breath hitched, the sharp dramatic outrage instantly melting into a far more flustered, breathless flutter. His hands hovered at his chest as his mask angled upward, eyes widening behind the golden glow of his lenses. "Iโ€”well, now, Divus..." He cleared his +

Divus Crewel@divus-crewel.bsky.social ยท last mo.

Crewelโ€™s lips curled into an exasperated, elegant smirk as he casually flicked his riding crop, unbothered by the Headmage's dramatic flair. "Quiet down, Crowley. You are barking like an untrained pup," he said smoothly, adjusting his fur coat with immaculate poise. +

"My dear, please! You are going to make me positively green with envy!" Crowley threw a dramatic hand over his forehead, his feathers rustling with exaggerated offense as he scoffed at Crewel. "Must you lavish such shameless praise upon him in my presence? Do not forget that he was my student +

Divus Crewel@divus-crewel.bsky.social ยท last mo.

"SWING BETTER COME! I mean.." he cleared his throat. "He just better came, you think he's got more hot, I mean... More crazy? I got some oogie coins for him!"

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"I could easily choose you a dorm but also depends on what you excal at. Though what you have told me. Ignihyde be the best or maybe Diasomnia could work. Though Ignihyde is based on Hades. It's dark, gloomy, but very spacious! Has a lot of soul, ghost, you know like the underworld." He didn't+

Bryni@deathfliame.bsky.social ยท 2mo ago

"W-would I be able to choose the dorm I get put in, or is that sorted in some weird way?" Oh poor boy doesn't know how that school works yet, but he will.

Crowleyโ€™s theatrical gasp echoes through the room, his gloved hands flying to his chest in a posture of exaggerated offense, though his golden eyes glint with sharp, playful triumph behind his mask. "Obedient? Me?" Crowley exclaims, his voice taking on a melodramatic, wounded lilt +

Divus Crewel@divus-crewel.bsky.social ยท 2mo ago

Crewelโ€™s smirk turns into a slow, tantalizing grin, his dark eyes narrowing with predatory satisfaction as he feels the soft brush of raven feathers against his shoulders. He doesn't pull back an inch. Instead, he uses the riding crop to trace a deliberate, agonizingly slow line down +

Crowleyโ€™s golden eyes flash behind his raven mask, a low, theatrical chuckle rumbling in his chest as he makes no effort to pull away from the silver tip resting beneath his chin. Instead, he tilts his head back just enough to lean into the touch, his gloved fingers fluttering up to lightly +

Divus Crewel@divus-crewel.bsky.social ยท 2mo ago

"Down, dog," Crewel says smoothly, extending the tip of his riding crop to gently lift Crowleyโ€™s chin. His smirk deepens, eyes gleam with dangerous charm. "If you're going to beg for my attention, Dire, at least do it with style."