#fledglingbalthazar

[janetmelodypondsong-archive-blog]

-screams because a fledgling!Balthie followed me in the middle of the night- SO FRIGGIN’ CUTE! HI THERE.

[theyoungcrowley-blog]

For the First Time||Crowley+Balthazar

Crowley knew the blonde was an angel as soon as he laid eyes on him. Well that's not exactly true, he felt then saw the boy in the coffee shop looking around curiously. He couldn't help himself and he stared very obviously. Crowley hoped he would notice and ask him on it or something. Being a demon, he should have fled but he was extremely curious about angels even if they could destroy him in a single touch of hand. 

He couldn't help himself though and that was why his eyes remained locked on him. The angel was extremely attractive which was a plus to him. Imagine if he could corrupt the angel, how much respect he would get from the other demons. Dreams of being the head of all of Hell flooded his mind and he knew what he had to do. He stood from his table and walked straight over to him, leaning on the wall beside him. "Hello darling, you lost?"

[theyoungcrowley-blog]

Miles Jacobs

Crowley was bored. His angel was nowhere to be seen or heard from. He really had nothing to do besides make deals and yes he did love to make deals it just got tiresome and boring after some time. Because of this he decided he wanted to change up his meat suit. 

After leaving Jimmy Jones to figure out on his own what the hell had happened to him, he moved through the city as his normal, black smoke form. Prowling for a new vessel was rather fun, he kept his options open. He had already found a few he really liked when he came across one that just screamed at him.

A boy by the name of Miles Jacobs, walking around in a leather jacket, acting like he was a bad ass. He was 17 and taking care of himself as his mother and father were already gone. He truly loved being on his own and not having to answer to anyone but himself. 

Crowley smirked internally before following the other down an alleyway. Why the other was walking down such an inconspicuous alleyway was beyond the demon but none the less he waited for the perfect moment. It arose when Miles leaned against the wall, looking around and then checking his phone. 

The demon took over his body in minutes, it was just too easy. Finally he looked around and saw why the other was there. Three men started towards him with determined looks in their face and cracking their knuckles. 

"Where's our money, kid?" One of them, presumably the leader of the group with his bald head shining and his arms tatted up, growled at Crowley in his new body. 

"No money today, darling," the demon smirked, this was going to get interesting. 

"No money? No fucking money?!" The leader shouted once again before they all three rushed at him. 

He was too quick for them though and appeared behind them, on the lid of a dumpster. "No money whatsoever," 

All three of the goons looked back, absolutely dumbfounded. They didn't understand what had happened in the least. After a few minutes of silence Crowley hopped off his place on the dumpster. 

"Miles isn't exactly here right now," a smirk played on his lips as the others just blinked. Finally, the bald leader stepped up and spoke. 

"What are you?" 

"A demon, darling. Crossroads to be specific but you don't really need specifics now do you?" 

The leader actually had the gall to laugh in the demons face. "Miles, you're getting more creative with your lies,"

Crowley rolled his eyes and slammed the three against the wall with his power. His eyebrow arched. "Proof enough for you, or would you rather me snap your necks? It is so tempting,"

That's when they started paying attention. Their whole bodies began to shake, like little babies they began to blubber. "Don't hurt us!" One cried out. 

"Oh please, you aren't even worth it," The demon's eyes rolled once again before he disappeared, appearing at his new apartment. 

[theoriginalbloodcountess]

fledglingbalthazar started following you

fledglingbalthazar started following you

Good evening, I am The Countess and you are?

[fledglingbalthazar]

You're vessel is suddenly ripped from you, and you're now forced to find a new one.

After Balthazar was unexpectedly thrown from his vessel. He was forced to search for a new one.

Sebastian quietly climbed out of the bed, careful not to wake up the man sleeping on the other side. It was his third that night, and he needed to get home before his brother called the cops to pick him up again.

He sighed and started pulling on his clothes.

"Seb...You okay?" Balthazar spoke softy down to the other.

The boy glared up at the ceiling, and mouthed. 'Fuck off.'

Balthazar gave an annoyed huff, but complied to the command, at least until Sebastian was alone, walking home from that guys apartment. 

"You shouldn't walk alone at night..."

"Seriously?!" Seb came to a completely halt, and yelled up at the night sky. "I DON'T NEED YOUR SYMPATHY! YOU'RE NOT EVEN REAL!"

Bal grumbled something out in Enochian, before answering. "I am real... The sooner you realize that then-"

"Then what?! I SAY YES!? THEN I get the pleasure of I become your personal clothes?!" Sebastian continued yelling. 

"It's not like that...Please calm down..." Bal sighed out.

"FINE! Let's play your way!" He threw his hands in the air. "NOT LIKE I HAVE ANYTHING TO LIVE FOR ANYWAYS! SO yes! YES! WEAR ME TO ANGEL PROM!"

"...Please take this seriously." Bal answered back blankly. 

"I AM!" He yelled back. "JUST TAKE ME OUT OF HERE! PLEASE!" The boy choked down a sob. It was better to be lost within this angel insanity, his mind had pull up from all the pills, than to keep living the way he was. 

"Seb... You know what happened when I take over..." Balthazar pressed, he didn't want to take his vessel unwillingly.

"Yes. Please... Bal. I'm letting you in. Or whatever it is that you do." Sebastian stared up at the white light that slowly entered his body. His mind being placed next to another's. One that was white hot, and running so much faster than he ever had hope of keeping up with. Yet he was forced to cling to it.

Balthazar took a breath, opening his new vessels eye's. "I promise to take care of you, Seb..."

[lokilies]

fledglingbalthazar started following you

Welcome. I am Loki, the God of Mischief.

[professorpineapplepony]

★!!

Aly thinks of Balthazar as a brother.  She sometimes has to catch herself when she talks to him because she tries to say Balthy all the time.  She feels rather protective of him, and will make sure every one knows if they hurt Balthazar, they would have to deal with her.  Though whenever busy, she always just hopes for his safe-being.  She loves him like her family when she was human, and sometimes compares him to one of her family members, but catches herself on it.  She likes Balthazar best out of him and Crowley.

[theyoungcrowley-blog]

-open rp-

Crowley began to pace in his room, he'd never been this jittery before. He hadn't seen his angel in a few days and it was beginning to worry him. In the back of his mind a voice told him that worrying was pathetic but he didn't care. The strange lack of contact worried him, a lot.