aarondtechguy asked: *Shows up covered in blood* "-Never use fireworks as a torture method. -I think I have spleen in my hair.

aarondtechguy:

the-rebel-you-know:

"You better have done that over a drain, love."

"Okay. I promise I will help you with clothes- wait, fiance stuff…uhm… dinner? I’m not sure…"

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"You know, things couples do. Golf or something, and… I have no idea. Really, I’ve just got clothes for single, work-aholic, damnation stuff. My wardrobe doesn’t cover anything between Hell business and pajama party.”

"Guess who?" // Aaron and Crowley // Closed

aarondtechguy:

"If by ‘it’ you mean ‘me’ than yes." Aaron grinned, trying to be sexy.

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"You can’t just say yes to everything I ask, it isn’t good for me. I could become a spoiled, contrary megalomaniac. What would that be like?”

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popculturesavvyangel:

fuck-sebastian-stan:

assbutt-from-gallifrey:

fluent-in-fangirl:

suavedoctor:

crowleyheart:

ruledbycrowley:

churro-o-o:

Oh my god this looks like a hipster post but it’s just the king of hell

fixed


not enough hipster galaxy overlay

there we go

Still not hipster enough, we need some profound and meaningless words on this.


Meaningless and profound enough?

Can someone tweet this to Mark…

This is like Jim all over again


enjoy

popculturesavvyangel:

fuck-sebastian-stan:

assbutt-from-gallifrey:

fluent-in-fangirl:

suavedoctor:

crowleyheart:

ruledbycrowley:

churro-o-o:

Oh my god this looks like a hipster post but it’s just the king of hell

fixed

not enough hipster galaxy overlay

there we go

Still not hipster enough, we need some profound and meaningless words on this.

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Meaningless and profound enough?

Can someone tweet this to Mark…

This is like Jim all over again

enjoy

tagged ? #it got better

anastasiastark:

"Dragon bot? I have no idea what that is. I’m up for a show though." She shook her head. "I’ve never had Minnie ears. I’m content with my Mickey plush though." Popping another piece of popcorn in her mouth she watched another couple go by.

"They do this show on the river with a giant dragon puppet-." When they other couple passed, Crowley watched them and then leaned in to Anna and whispered conspiratorially, "Oh, my god, look at them! They’re being a couple at Disneyland, too, I fucking hate them. Let’s get ‘em."

tagged ? #anastasiastark

How’d you get this number? [8x22]

1/? favorite spn moments 

whitequeenofhell:

"What a shock, a deal that comes out to your advantage on either side. You are a wicked creature, darling." Lilith teased him, moving on to the next hole. Whether or not she was going to cave had yet to be seen. "And what is it again that you get if you win this bet?" Lilith asked, whacking the ball.

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"You know, I can’t remember. Maybe you’ll have to go door to door telling people I won. Or maybe we’ll go dancing and you’ll have to dip me. We’ll figure it out."

tagged ? #whitequeenofhell

md-masters:

"So what ARE yoy thinking about?’

"I dunno. Crowley stuff, I guess."

Booked solid, guys. Missing you all.

Booked solid, guys. Missing you all.

tagged ? #ooc #offline

md-masters:

"Well aren’t you considerate…Thank you. You have any super evil plans you want to ramble on about"

"Day off, love, I’m not talking about plans. I bloody hate plans. I swear to god, if I have to have one evil thought today, I’ll scream.”

tagged ? #mdmasters

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Name: Laota
Show: Supernatural 
Show Jump: After Season 8
Song: "Sleepwalker" — The Wallflowers

Character: Crowley
Age: 353
Species: Crossroads Demon

Addictions: Blood, Sex, and Coffee. The basics. 
Weapons: Witchy powers — pyrokinesis, psychokinesis, teleportation.
Skills: Extensive knowledge of old magic and dead languages.
Besties: He’s working on it.
Relationship status: Not-so-secretly engaged to his valet, Aaron (aarondtechguy).

Reason for being in Lebanon: A strong desire to avoid his kingly duties by pestering the only humans whose names don’t escape him at the moment. He’s also looking to reconnect with an old client. And he just wants in on that goddamn bunker, goddammit.
Bats for: Himself.
Lives at: The old Parish House in KC, but occasionally stays at a B&B in Downs, Ks.

Previously on Bunkerverse: 

2013 in Lebanon, KS

At the discovery that Crowley had been hoarding the Demon Tablet (a stone that God™ had transcribed with everything humanity needed to know about demons) Heaven, Hell and the Winchesters spent a year scrambling for it, Maltese Falcon style. Part of it’s content included the Demon Trials — three harrowing tasks that, once completed, would shut the Gates of Hell and rid the world of demons. Sam decided he should totes do the crap.

Naturally, this didn’t sit too well with Crowley, and he did everything he could to stop the Winchesters, including keeping everything demon-related away from them. Unbeknownst to Crowley, the last trial called for “curing” a demon — using purified human blood to cleanse it’s spirit until it’s humanity is restored. Unable to obtain any other demon victim, they agreed to a ceasefire so they could trap Crowley and use him to close the gates. Sam very nearly completed the cure. While it’s not entirely clear what the lasting effect on Crowley was, the whole experience left him with human streak of indeterminate size.

Things get fuzzy for a bit at this point, but Crowley made a deal with Faith to save Sam’s stupid life from the toll the demon trials took on him (serves him right). But enough about them.

Crowley went back to kinging Hell, but his heart just wasn’t in it anymore. His brush with humanity (and a slight addiction to human blood) cost him some job satisfaction. He tried everything he could to get back in the saddle, eventually going back to the well by making crossroads deals again. This is how he ran into Aaron, a lonely little tech guy who — drunk off his ass — mistook Crowley for an expensive prostitute. Crowley talked Aaron into selling his soul for companionship. He could have anyone in the world he wanted, anyone at all!

Aaron, evil little bastard that he was, wanted Crowley as a companion. He even let Crowley be himself, rather than some sex-fantasy character. The only stipulations were, Crowley couldn’t be a dick and he had to treat Aaron like a lover. So, Crowley rode the loopholes and tried his damnedest to be the most worthless boyfriend ever, hoping Aaron would get sick of him.

The whole plan backfired spectacularly. Not only did Aaron hold out in the face of evil, but Crowley found himself falling for Aaron. Now he’s stuck, hopelessly devoted to a mortal bullseye.