#scldieriwillbe

[hellceo]

hey, @scldieriwillbe, it's just, you know, pure sin: " —— michael. "

[compatiissante]

@scldieriwillbe replied to your post “My work: has giant togepi squishmallows My brain...”:

this is the demon on your shoulder telling you to buy the togepi

​THE CHILD HAS BEEN OBTAINED, 'TIS AS BIG AS MY HEAD

[dealtricks]

@scldieriwillbe​

'  yeah  i  don't  really    ━━'  there's  a  tilt  of  their  head.  '  i  don't  wanna  talk  about  it.  '  their  main  vessel  is  taking  the  time  to  heal  from  the  prince  of  hell's  grace  siphoning,  beatings.  abuse  in  general.  even  if  there  is  no  soul  in  it.  there's  a  glance  looking  up  towards  michael.  '  i  doubt  it  compares  to  what  you've  been  through  the  past  decade.  '  

[steed-of-waloed]

@scldieriwillbe​ started following you

“...Hello brother.”

[pugionemarchive]

          she’s  just  enjoying  watching  her  two  brothers  fight  over  who  is  her  favorite.

[hellceo]

incorrect quotes ft @scldieriwillbe

[hellceo]

@scldieriwillbe - cont.

THERE'S NOT MUCH THAT CAN SURPRISE A DEMON, much less the King of Hell. That? Comes close.

" The things we learn. " A grin pulls up, and boy, it's got a lot of suggestion curled into it. " Friend of mine who turned out to be a terrible friend. Demons. Can't trust them for a minute. "

He's remarkably unaffected by it, really; the vessel feels pain, sure, but it's not crippling. At the offer, he makes a show of considering. " Well. Can't have this pretty body scarring, can we? " He tchs his tongue. " Unless you're just saying that to get me to strip. In which case, you could always just ask me to strip. "

[hellceo]

@scldieriwillbe - cont.

"  TINGLES  RIGHT  DOWN  MY  SPINE,  "  Crowley  replies,  smooth  as  silk  and  with  a  smile  that  stops  just  shy  of  outright  suggestion;  he  lets  that  smile  hang  on  for  a  heartbeat  or  two  before  he  lets  it  go.  "  Move  on  now  that  you  wind  me  up?  Please,  you  tease.  "  As  he  speaks,  though,  he's  reaching  to  pull  up  a  thick  leather  briefcase.  It's  expensive,  heavy,  and  deeply  inscribed  with  runes  that  are  carved  deeply  into  the  leather  all  the  way  around.

"  It  turns  out  that  I  have  something  that  could  be  of  use  to  you.  Only,  of  course,  if  you  agree  to  a  few  terms.  "  A  pause,  and  he  adds  with  a  pat  to  the  briefcase,  because  of  course  he  does,  "  Oh, and: smite  me  and  this  thing  self-destructs.  Call  it  my  insurance  policy.  "