#ft. crowley

[vihrago-a]

weren't you the one tasked to dole out the beatings, not to receive them? / from crowley to juliette, he's concerned, really

she's got at least a few broken ribs and a busted lip. encounters with hunters weren't the most pleasant experiences --- and certainly not with whoever she just encountered. every inch of her body ached, ready to just sit down and lick her wounds. though crowley's concern catches her off guard. "right. but today it seems like i met my match-- well. not really. they're finished off now but not without a fight. i'm fine ... wont take too long to heal?" she states, immediately cut off by a hiss of pain. being a hellhound meant she had a very quick healing factor. but it didn't render her immune to pain (as much as that would be nice). juliette places herself next to crowley and gives a dull, aching grin. hopefully that comforts him for just a little bit.

@hellceo

[cartccnish]

crowny :+)

late after work, closing down the bar in the back office, it was the perfect time for an unexpected visitor. well, unexpected was a term that could be used by people who hadn’t yet had the pleasure of meeting crowley. supposedly the door had been locked when the last bartender had left for the night. even toss up whether it had been or crowley had let himself in. benny closed the account book on his desk, setting it aside. “bit late for a visit, cher. y’ve missed the show.”

[diaz-fox]

“woah.” he had thought his ‘powers’ were bullshit. in fact, no, he knew his powers were bullshit - but as soon as he passed this guy, there was something... off. something that made him stop and look twice. maybe it was just a feeling, because this guy did look creepy even by klaus’ standards. albeit pretty fucking cool, too. and really, because he didn’t know how to acknowledge the general off-ness, he settled for something a little less abnormal. “hey, where did you get those sunglasses from?”

closed starter for crowley // @fallenangelsxxx​