Do You See This Shit My Liege

do you see this shit my liege

This is it, the best news story (from BBC news):

Asking for directions

what sebaciel shippers sound like when they try to explain how sebaciel is a good ship

Wow I'm finally posting something 💀 This is heavily inspired by Sandbees Twisted Wonderland Ghost AU. Shout out to @opallyrie for giving me this idea, credits go to @sandbees for the AU :)

Quick disclaimer, my tab / indent button broke 😭 still trying to get it working again. This is a rough draft, just to see if anyone's actually interested in reading more and if I should make this a series, keyword rough. There's probably gonna be some errors but whatever. Thanks for reading!

(Fic below the cut)

There was absolutely nothing Crowley could do to cover this up. Not only had 3 of his students gone "missing", 6 out of the total 7 dorm leaders had been killed in overblot incidents (Incidents he, as the headmaster should have kept under control), much to his dismay, some of these students, had more political influence than he wish to acknowledge.

Leona Kingscholar, the 2nd prince of the sunset savanna monarchy. Malleus Dracona, heir to the Brair Valley throne. Riddle Rosehearts, son of an extremely wealthy and well known magic doctor. Though the rest of the late students, may not have had as much influence, their families certainly weren't going to sit quietly. Most of them demanded some sort of compensation, that Crowley pay the funeral costs, the school forgive and pay back student loans, and even asking for a new, more capable headmaster.

Other families however, couldn't so much as think of accepting their child's death and whatever compensation Crowley offered them, instead they wanted the school shut down. Lawsuits against Crowley and the school, decreased funding from the public, and even a dwindling number of student addmissons, all but ensured that these were going to be the last of the last days for Night Raven College. School was still in session, so Crowley announced that once this years freshmen graduated, the school would close it's doors. He claimed this decision was based on love for the student body, after all "They worked so hard to come here! I should at least see that they graduate with the knowledge of the magical arts that they so desired!".

With that the freshmen turned into sophomores, soon enough the sophomores turned into juniors, and so on and so forth. Each year the campus became emptier, and emptier, other than the lingering presences in the old wings of the school of course.