Future!Crowley

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[snewts]

I’m really angry at myself for never thinking of this AU before and now I want to RP it

[future-crowley-blog]

Now I wanna RP that if someone wants I give my skype

[sometimesilie]

Fic: A Hound in the Night (2014 Endverse AU)

Title: A Hound in the Night (2014 Endverse AU) Characters: Bobby, Crowley, Dean Wordcount: 1320 Summary: There is something in the camp, waiting in the darkness. A/N: Not betaed. Second fic for crobby in the End!verse AU. The first fic is here.

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| greeneyesleatherjacket and Future!Crowley |

[greeneyesleatherjacket-arch-blog]

“Yeah well, I’m gonna hear more than that and while I’m not looking forward to it, because trust me, I’m not, I think it’ll be far worse than a simple stomach growl….that is, if you still have a stomach by the time I’m done. And probably way more disgusting… so no need to be shy, pal.” Dean would be lying if he said he wasn’t starting to believe Crowley was genuinely scared of him or rather, of what that knife could do. Then again, he should be scared. He was trapped and pratically powerless. Because of the trap and not because he was in fact powerless, Dean thought to himself.

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Crowley closed his fists "Please Dean ... do not you understand? ... I do not wanna die please stop it!" He was scared, did not want to feel that knife again, it hurt too much, he wanted to disappear, wish that was just a nightmare, her body trembled slightly as he was trying harder to let go.

"... I do not know what I in this universe did to you ... but I do not want to die ...  Please, I don't wanna die!"

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| greeneyesleatherjacket and Future!Crowley |

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Dean gave Crowley a funny look. “Since when demons need food? Oh yeah,  right. You’re powerless now…huh. But the thing is, you don’t really have an option here, pal. So no, you can’t eat anything right now.”

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Crowley rolled his eyes “So what you gonna do? Leave me here until I die of hunger?” He had lost little of no-patience he had.

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Dean sighed. “Don’t worry, Crowley. You’re demon. You’re not gonna starve to death. What you’re trying to prove here huh? As far as I know, demons don’t need food so you’ll be fine, pal. “

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Crowley rolled his eyes “I’M HUNGRY!” he shouted, staring Dean then “I do not have the damn power … then I go hungry!…really”

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“And why should I care, huh?! ” Dean replied, walking up to Crowley. He grabbed his arm, pressing the knife to his skin, slowly dragging it across his forearm.   “And yeah, I heard you the first ten times, pal. And guess what? I  still don’t buy it.”

[future-crowley-blog]

Because otherwise you'll hear my stomach growling" Crowley would say more, but he was silent when he saw Dean approaching, moving wrists frantically trying to get loose, I felt the knife in your skin, closing his eyes, "Stop, stop, stop ... "He prayed with eyes closed and controlling force coms not to start screaming really was scared.

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| idjitkeeper and FutureCrowley |

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idjitkeeper:

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“The dishes.” Bobby joked. He wasn’t having any of this serious talk with demons time.

Crowley had not noticed it was a joke, after all, he often was not good with them “Okay … The filter has holy water from the sink? Otherwise I can wash the dishes.”

Bobby looked at him like he was crazy. “You think I’m really going to let you even get up with that kind of wound? You’re not getting off that couch!” Bobby stated firmly. What he really meant was “I care for you, so I’m going to take care of you until you’re better.”

[future-crowley-blog]

Crowley smiled slightly, rubbing the wound, he felt he wanted to scratch the area. "... Yeah ... I guess you would not leave ... I will not get off the couch? I sleep here?" He asked smiling more, after all, he saw no problems sleeping on the couch, on the contrary would be great for him as much time sleeping on the floor.

".. hmn ... Thanks Robert ..."

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“So the deal is a favor now for a favor later.” His gaze was nearly patronizing, looking the sad shell of a demon before with a churn of disgust and pity. “Fine. I won’t kiss you, but fine.” He readjusted himself so he could sit more comfortably. “So how did you lose your powers? How does something like that just…happen?”

[future-crowley-blog]

“Exactly a favor for a favor .. then that is how we live now,” he said smiling, “Don’t mind  if you don’t kiss me, I do not take souls any more …” he shrugged, after all, could not get more souls “… Lucifer … he cut me from hell … then this happened” He replied looking to the side “… You wanna rest now ?”

[the-moose-king-blog]

“Lucifer..” Of course, that made sense. He felt stupid to not have realized it to begin with. He attempted to defy Lucifer but instead of killing Crowley, he made him somewhat human. Sub-human. 

Still, that didn’t mean he had to make nice with the man. Demon. Demon man. “Do you have a p;ace I could sleep? Somewhere on the floor?”

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Crowley was a bit stuck at the shoulders, breathing, human feelings made ​​him feel guilty of things, and if he did Sam sleeping on the floor he would not sleep well, thinking about it"... You're bruised, weak and almost useless ... you can have my bed ... But do not get used" He spoke, putting one arm of Sam over his shoulder ".. It's gonna be a little hard I help you, because you are the doblo me ... but I try to serve as a crutch to get there."

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| greeneyesleatherjacket and Future!Crowley |

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Crowley took a deep breath, looking at Dean ”.. it is the only story that I have .. I know it’s hard to believe but it’s true …” The belly of Crowley made ​​a noise, visibly hungry “hey … if you’re going to torture me and everything … before can I eat something?”

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Dean gave Crowley a funny look. “Since when demons need food? Oh yeah,  right. You’re powerless now…huh. But the thing is, you don’t really have an option here, pal. So no, you can’t eat anything right now.”

[future-crowley-blog]

Crowley rolled his eyes “So what you gonna do? Leave me here until I die of hunger?” He had lost little of no-patience he had.

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Dean sighed. “Don’t worry, Crowley. You’re demon. You’re not gonna starve to death. What you’re trying to prove here huh? As far as I know, demons don’t need food so you’ll be fine, pal. “

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Crowley rolled his eyes "I'M HUNGRY!" he shouted, staring Dean then "I do not have the damn power ... then I go hungry!...really"

[thedamagedangel]

*Closed*

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thedamagedangel:

[thedamagedangel]

The moment the angel heard the pleas for help, he turned his attention to the other. He walked towards him silently and jumped back a little when he screamed. “Crowley!” he exclaimed, kneeling in front of him. “Shh, it’s only a dream. It can’t hurt you.” 

Crowley stared at the angel, breathing hard and fast.

“I know … I know …”

Answered, rubbing his face and getting up from the couch, grabbing a drink that was on the table, probably a vodka, he did not like vodkas, like whiskey, but he was at fault, he opened the bottle and started to drink it straight it, pausing and wiping his mouth on his sleeve.

“Want some?”

Castiel stared at the bottle of vodka before he scrunched up his nose in refusal. He shook his head slowly. “No, no, thank you. I’m fine,” he answered, pacing around the room.

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Crowley pursed his lips, looking to the side "Look ..." He started putting his hands in his pockets "Sorry for my sentimental ... access ..." He looked up a little now "... It does happen sometimes .."

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Housekeeping | @future-crowley (continuation of asks)

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“Of course you’re incredible, modesty piece” He laughed a little but then sat and got serious “No problem …” he looked to the side moving his mouth for a while without speaking, until he spoke “… Lucifer … he kicked me hell because I helped the brothers … without connecting to hell … well, I lost … my powers .. “He looked visibly upset, however the ex-demon smiled.

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“You helped the Hardy Boys? With what?” Crowley resisted rolling his eyes, disgusted by the idea. What would ever possess himself—in any universe—to help those two!? They wanted to close the gates of Hell on him; at least, they did in his world. He realized his double had also said something about Lucifer. “He’s… he’s free in your world?” His eyes widened a bit, and it was quite obvious he was horrified even when he realized how he must have looked and tried to control it.

[future-crowley-blog]

"The goddamn apocalypse! Those idiots started it, I tried to help, I gave up the colt for them! Colt! End lost the war ... Dad got mad and kicked me out of hell" Crowley licked his lips and took a deep breath, turning to say "Yes .. he is free .. but not in the body of Sam, they got tired, another archangel gave up asking for Dean and Lucifer just left there ..." That conversation was not easy, so many memories that now affect the feelings of the ex-demon.

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| greeneyesleatherjacket and Future!Crowley |

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Crowley took a deep breath, looking at Dean ”.. it is the only story that I have .. I know it’s hard to believe but it’s true …” The belly of Crowley made ​​a noise, visibly hungry “hey … if you’re going to torture me and everything … before can I eat something?”

[greeneyesleatherjacket-arch-blog]

Dean gave Crowley a funny look. “Since when demons need food? Oh yeah,  right. You’re powerless now…huh. But the thing is, you don’t really have an option here, pal. So no, you can’t eat anything right now.”

[future-crowley-blog]

Crowley rolled his eyes "So what you gonna do? Leave me here until I die of hunger?" He had lost little of no-patience he had.

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| idjitkeeper and FutureCrowley |

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idjitkeeper:

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Bobby tried his best not to smile and instead said, “‘S fine. You wouldn’t have known how to do it yourself anyway, would you? Hasn’t quite happened often enough.”

Crowley smiled “Really … is usually always you who makes the bandages …” Of course it was referring to the other Bobby “but thank Robert..is there anything I can do for you?”

“The dishes.” Bobby joked. He wasn’t having any of this serious talk with demons time.

[future-crowley-blog]

Crowley had not noticed it was a joke, after all, he often was not good with them "Okay ... The filter has holy water from the sink? Otherwise I can wash the dishes."

[whydidyoutakeapicture]

The Switch|| Future Crowley+ Bobby

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Bobby stared at the rather empty spots where his liquor normally sat, he let out a sigh and grabbed the rum. Turning he glanced at the man behind him, why did it seem like there was more between them. Maybe not him but the way he was acting ya would think that the Bobby from this time might be with the Crowley. Bobby shook his head, he could never see that. He poured a drink and took a big sip, and made a face. ” This is the worst shit, I’ve  tasted in a long while. ” he made another and threw it back. “I can’t tell ya why this is happening, I just have to figure out how to get back.”

[future-crowley-blog]

Crowley cleared his throat a bit, looking for another man in front of him, that Bobby was a different, different from what he knew, it did not improve the mood of the ex-demon, only worse, and if that Bobby was not good to use weapons? If an infected invade? they could be vuneraveis, Crowley stopped thinking for a moment and ran his hand across his face, trying to calm down "Well .. is what we have ..." He spoke with a shrug, "Well .. then I must help him .."

[bennymendelsohn]

I wouldn’t mind some sloppy, sad, drunk Mark 

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Jack Walker |õ|

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I had some problems, but returned

[ladydrace]

Oh God, just look at Crowley’s happy faaaaace!

“That’s my boyfriend up there. Trying to escape… isn’t he precious?”

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Housekeeping | @future-crowley (continuation of asks)

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Crowley smiled, looking to clean house now, rubbing on a shelf “Really clean … Thanks … uhnm twin …? ..” He really was not sure how he could call his ‘other self’ then he tried “Well .. I really miss being able to do it” He started talking, sitting “Think you can get back my power?”

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“You’re welcome…” It was odd thinking of how to address his other self, so he decided not to. “Well, I’m pretty amazing, mate, but I don’t know if I can do that.” He chuckled and moved to the chair adjacent to his double. “What exactly happened to you, to make you lose them? If you don’t mind me asking.”

[future-crowley-blog]

"Of course you're incredible, modesty piece" He laughed a little but then sat and got serious "No problem ..." he looked to the side moving his mouth for a while without speaking, until he spoke "... Lucifer ... he kicked me hell because I helped the brothers ... without connecting to hell ... well, I lost ... my powers .. "He looked visibly upset, however the ex-demon smiled.

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| greeneyesleatherjacket and Future!Crowley |

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Crowley stared at the hunter, he just wanted to stay loose and go power, preferred the Dean of their world, at least had passed the stage of torture and Crowley only when caught in a failed mission, but was not as hard “Dean … not …” He gulped “I can not drink holy water … I am a demon, but without powers, if I drink holy water … really hurt me, will take a long time to heal, as someone would throw some acid on you . “

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“Yeah, you don’t have to explain it to me, buddy. I know what happens when demons touch holy water. ” Dean replied. “Now, tell me something, do you really expect me to believe this crap? I mean, something just doesn’t add up, man. “

[future-crowley-blog]

Crowley took a deep breath, looking at Dean ".. it is the only story that I have .. I know it's hard to believe but it's true ..." The belly of Crowley made ​​a noise, visibly hungry "hey ... if you're going to torture me and everything ... before can I eat something?"