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I do not need a blog for the princess of hell. Nope. I love the idea a lot???
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“Because you going around with the Winchesters is going to make me feel better?” She snaps again, she tries to calm down, tries to understand because he’s right. She wouldn’t want them to know, not yet. She runs a hand through her hair before crossing her arms.
“I get that it’s complicated, Crowley. I know it is. I just… I worry.” She moves out from behind the bar, watching him. “I don’t want you to get hurt.” It’s her way of saying she loves him. She rolls her eyes when he offers to carry a tracker. “You’re not a dog. You’re an ass.”
“You helped them, you’re supposed to like them.” Crowley frowned a little. She’d protected them, she helped them with input. Now.. she didn’t? Not anymore? Damn he’d found himself a very confusing huntress.
“You do realize I love you for worrying about me, don’t you?” Crowley chuckled fondly, smiling at her. He wouldn’t want to be with someone who didn’t care. Why should he be when he could have the same treatment in Hell day in and day out? He wanted to be loved, not only because he was a King, but for who he was. “I’m trying very hard not to get hurt, love, I promise.” He hummed, voice low. “Well, you can’t say I didn’t offer.”
"I do like them. I just..." She doesn't trust them. Not with her daughter, not with him. "Those boys have an issue with usin people. They use you up and throw you aside. If it's a choice between leaving you to rot or saving his brother, what do you think a Winchester is gonna do?" She's had this exact conversation with her daughter, honestly she doesn't understand why she's the only person who seems to notice.
"Yeah, yeah... That and you'd be bored without me." She chuckles weakly. God how screwed up was she? First she falls for a hunter now the King of Hell? "Yeah, yeah... I'll give you points for tryin." She hates how he can do that, make all her anger just melt away, though she makes a note to try harder to stay angry instead of just being relieved he's okay. "But you do something like that again and I swear to god I'll lock you in here."
So I have been locked out of my Billie blog. Um, Is gonna try to get it back but idk how long that might take.
Send "Dark Cravings" For My Muse's reaction to Your's Dragging them into a Dark Room, pining them against a wall, and kissing them along their Neck..
Send ╳ for my muse to take a bullet for you!
someone come bug Ellen.
You Can Be King Again.
Protective sentence starters??
because visualizing muses in these situations generally equates to puppies guarding each other and its wonderful
“No, don’t do that it’s not safe.”
“You’re scared of that, aren’t you?”
“Don’t touch her/him!”
“It’s cute that you tried to protect me and all, but you’re like a foot shorter than me, you know?”
“I will always step in between you and something like that.”
“Why? Because I don’t want you to get hurt, that’s why!”
“Do you think just because my feet don’t touch the bottom of the pool that I need a floatie?”
“The stepping stool is unecessary.”
“I’m not apologizing for what I said to that asshole/jerk… He/she was saying terrible things about you.”
“If you say another word about her/him, you’ll regret it.”
“I don’t want to put you in that type of environment.”
“Make sure to tell me if you get worried, or nervous, or claustrophobic, or-”
“You could have been hurt.”
“I indirected him/her on Twitter for your honor.”
“I think you should leave this type of thing to me.”
“I’m gonna protect you.”
“You can hold onto me if you’re scared, you know?”
“I’m not leaving you alone. Not now, not ever.”
“Let’s all watch a different movie. This one freaks her/him out.”
“I get where you’re coming from dude, but honestly shut the hell up and don’t talk about her/him that way.”
“She/He isn’t an object.”
“She/he told me what you did, and all I’m gonna do is tell you to stay away.”
“You don’t know anything about her/him!”
“What? You think that was funny? You just insulter her/him, and expect me to laugh?”
“I’m not gonna let you put up with that.”
“Really, if you told me to I’d go punch them for you.”
“Wait, let me walk you home.”
“I’ll drive you, please– please don’t go like this.”
“It’s dangerous.”
“I’m worried about you.”
“I meant it when I said I would protect you.”
“I’m not stepping aside until you back up.”
“It’s too cold for you to come out here without a jacket on.”
“I’ll go see what the noise was.”
“Stay on the phone with me.”
“Promise me you’ll be safe.”
“I don’t feel comfortable with you going there on your own.”
“He/She did what to you?”
“I won’t let you go through something like that again.”
“I’m not perfect, but I’m trying my hardest to do everything to keep you safe.”
“Stay behind me.”
“I promised your mom to make sure you didn’t do anything stupid tonight.”
“I love you. Of course I’m gonna defend you like that.”
“No, he/she isn’t good enough to take you out. Trust me, I know.”
“Are you planning to stay glued to my side this whole evening?”
“I’ll be okay, because I know you’re back here ready to step in if I need you.”
“Thank you for always sticking with me.”
“I’m really worried about her/him, but I don’t think he/she wants me to call.”
“I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you.”
“Like, I don’t expect to ever have to take a bullet for you, but I would.”
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He’s Lucky To Have You Looking Out For Him Dean, BUT YOU’RE NOT THE ONLY ONE.
Reblog if your muse would risk their life to save a loved one
In Christmas news. My family is very supportive of me being a complete nerd so I got movies and pajamas. ( I also got a pair of bright pink monster slippers )
@mctherhunter liked for a Christmas thing!
Crowley had a plan, he’d been busy decorating one of his safe houses, mentioning nothing to Ellen to make sure he didn’t spoil the surprise or she had the chance to tell him not to dare do anything for Christmas. She didn’t quite understand yet that being with Crowley meant he’d push her to do certain things even if they were ridiculous. Such as celebrating Christmas despite him being a demon and her a hunter.
He had a tree, he had a few very pricey gifts for her, but didn’t expect anything in return other than her presence - and he had an idea in case she was to celebrate Christmas with Jo, too. He could wait, he could do it a day after. He knew Jo came first. And yet he felt a little nervous waiting for her in the back of the bar.
Most hunters didn't celebrate and Ellen was no exception though her daughter seemed to take more after her father in that aspect, decorating the bar, they'd spent most of the day together before Jo, Ash and some of the boys went out on a holiday hunt leaving Ellen to close up. Shutting off everything except the Christmas lights, leaving the bar dim.
She'd just finished locking the doors, going to the back room to find Crowley waiting was a little less surprising then it should be. Not even reaching for her revolver. An amused smile traces her lips, she leans against the doorframe watching him. "I didn't think demons celebrated Christmas."
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Guys! I’ve had this blog a whole year now!
please reblog this post if you adore crossovers and AUs, i want to know just how many people love throwing their muse into situations they would never experience in their canon verse
So Ellen's birthday is December 19th. We missed Ellen'a birthday.
"Elle...John needs my help. This is big. And those boys can't be orphans." - lxstharvelle
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The bar is far too silent, little Jo tucked in bed upstairs, Ellen herself is behind the bar, wiping down the counter. She looks up when her husband opens his big mouth. “I’ve seen how that man treats those boys. They’d be better off livin’ with Bobby Singer. She doesn’t mean it, she’s just frustrated. She was a hunter, she knows how important this is, and she knows just how dangerous it is, and at the moment she doesn’t care if she sounds selfish. “What about the bar, hell what about our daughter, Bill?”
Bill sighed as he looked around the bar. “You’re right.” He quickly cleaned up the left over beer bottles before moving to wipe down the counters. He paused suddenly and turned to look at Ellen. “Thank you,” he murmured.
Ellen nods, moving to clean a few tables as her husband cleans the counter. She wants to keep a distance, she wants to stay mad but can't bring herself to. She'll save that for later, when he's gone. For now she'll be happy having him home. "Don't thank me, William Harvelle." She uses her mom voice without really meaning to. "I don't want you to go, and I'm pissed John would even ask. But I know you and I know you gotta go."