#And another gift for the birfday boi X'3

[fastfists]

“Happy Birthday, Knucks! Hope you have a great one this year!” Sonic says to the echidna.

“Got ya a present! A necklace made from rubble out of that city out in the Mystic Jungle. Hope ya like it!”

(from nightsky-blue-blur)

✧ @nightsky-blue-blur ✧

"Ah, you really didn't 'ave t'get me anythin'."

Though, he did appreciate the gesture none the less. He was still getting use to anyone beside the critters and the Chao celebrating his birthday — heck, it wasn't till quite a couple years back he even had a day to celebrate it on. Sure, he kept track how old he was getting but celebrating? That was a more recent thing for sure.

Even still, he adored the necklace. It honestly suited him and it was clear his friend had wanted it to be special, which meant the world to him. He'd cherish it and keep it safe. Giving a warm smile as he started putting the gift on — careful as he hung it around his neck.

"T'anks — "

" — I'll always treasure it."

[buckyscrystalqueen]

The Ring and The Cure: Part 9

Pairings: Crowley x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, angst, fluff

Word Count: 2,021

A/N: Repost to spread it out the way it should be.

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8

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"Daddy, it's super special park day!" Candice yelled as she ran into your bedroom at nearly the crack of dawn. You and you husband groaned before your little angel clambered onto the bed and threw herself on Crowley.

"Oh fuckin..." He groaned. You yanked the blanket up to your chin to hide your lack of attire, reached over and whacked his arm as your daughter's face turned to a look of shock.

"Oooo! Mommy, daddy said a bad word!" She said and Crowley glared at her.

"Tattletale." He teased as he tickled her sides causing her to squeal and flail on the bed; sending limbs flying everywhere. He let her squirm for a minute before the two of them got silent for a moment.

"Don't do it." You said without even opening your eyes only seconds before your daughter attacked you with tickles while Crowley made sure the blanket didn't get pulled down. "Alright I'm up!" You squealed. The two of them laughed and you shook your head and looked at your not so little girl. "Happy Birthday, Candi Cane." Her face lit up with a giant smile and she looked at her dad expectantly. 

"Is it your birthday? No, you had one last year you don't get one this year!" He said as he pulled himself up to lean against the head board and he put an extra pillow on his lap.

"Daddy! It's my birthday every year!" She whined and Crowley put his left arm across his body, rested his right elbow on his wrist and stroked his chin as if he was debating this new information.

"Well I suppose I will allow it." He smiled at her and pulled her onto his lap for a big hug. He looked over at you and smiled as his little princess squeezed him tight. "I love you. Merry Christmas." He mouthed and you returned the sentiment as you reached out and rubbed your hand on his thigh. 

"Can we go to the park now?" Candice asked. You laughed and rolled out of bed to dart to the bathroom as Crowley distracted his daughter from noticing her naked mother dashing across the room. It only took a moment of convincing before Crowley got Candice to go get her new birthday dress on before he dipped into the bathroom behind you.

"We need to stop falling asleep naked no matter how good the sex is." You said as you tossed him his robe and he shrugged it on and stood behind you. He snaked his arms around your waist and untied your robe as he hummed.

"Honestly, I prefer this view." He cooed as he rested his head on your shoulder and held your robe open. You rolled your eyes and began to brush your teeth as his eyes wondered up and down your body.

"Take a picture; it'll last longer." You teased through a mouthful of toothpaste and his eyes found yours in the mirror.

"Why would I need a picture when I have the real thing?" He asked as he closed your robe for you and kissed your neck. You laughed and leaned your head against his.

"You're such a sap, baby." You teased and he bit you lightly before standing up.

"My apologies my Queen. I'll tone down the snappiness." He teased as he walked past and spanked you; causing you to squeal and spit toothpaste on your mirror.

"Oooo! Look what you did!" You taunted and he rolled his eyes and shrugged.

"Not my fault." He said as he walked out to the room to get ready for the day. You sighed and rinsed you mouth out before following after him to find something Christmas-y for your first dysfunctional family holiday. 

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"Are you sure you're ok with this darling?" Crowley asked as you finished packing presents in different bags; some to be taken to the bunker and others to be left at home for later for ‘Santa’ and you shrugged.

"What am I gunna do, say no? I mean... kinda put my own foot in my mouth in this situation. I'm doing this out of a courtesy over a real 'want' at this point." You shrugged and stood up. "Personally, I don't care if we spend time with them. Is it weird because I don't know them all that well? Yea, but that can change over time. Would I prefer not to... you know... share? Absolutely but again, that comes back on me. So to answer your question, yes and no but it is what it is and I will get used to it once I get to know them a little better." 

"Trust me, darling, I wish we didn't have to either. Bear in mind we can change the terms if you need to..." You shook your head and grabbed the bags of birthday and Christmas presents that were going to the bunker.

"I couldn't do that now. I may not like it but I couldn't do that kind of damage to someone. I mean there is torture and then there is TORTURE and I just couldn't do that to them. I just couldn't." You said as you put the bag of stuff from ‘Santa’ on the side of your bed so Crowley could pop home while you were at the park to put them under the tree. He sighed and grabbed the other bag and headed out of the bedroom to find Candice.

“It is a lot more fun than you would expect it to be, darling.” He said casually over his shoulder and you shook your head.

“Yea, I leave the torturing to the demon King thanks. Candice, let’s go!” You didn’t have to wait two seconds before she came running out of her room in her red and white striped sweater dress, black leggings and black UGG boots and her candy cane striped park necklace already around her neck. You picked her up and gave her a kiss on the nose as Crowley transported you to the park by the bunker. The boys were already there waiting and the moment she saw her uncles, she shoved herself out of your arms and ran over to them to announce that it was her birthday.

“I think we may spoil her a bit.” Crowley said as the two of you walked over to Sam and Dean to say hello before Crowley took the gifts to the bunker quickly.

“Did you get any good presents from Santa?” Sam asked as he crouched down in front of your daughter. She laughed and shook her head.

“No silly! Santa has to go to Hell at NIGHTTIME on Christmas cause the chimney is too long. THAT’s why I celebrate my birfday in the MORNING.” She told him as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. You and Dean both laughed as Sam’s eyebrows shot to his hairline and he nodded; fighting to hold in his laughter. He recovered quickly and his eyebrows furrowed in the middle. 

“Well, now I will have to add that to my research notes!” He told her as he tickled her sides. She squirmed away and dashed toward the playground with Sam and Dean right behind her and you smiled.

“I’m going to drop these off at the bunker, love.” Crowley told you. You looked over at him with a smile and gave him a chaste kiss.

“I love you.” He smiled and took a step toward you; pressing his chest against yours.

“Not as much as I love you, kitten.” He gave you another chaste kiss to silence any protests and disappeared before you could say anything else. You chuckled and turned toward the playground to try to get to know the Winchester brothers. You made it only two steps before two men in black suits appeared out of nowhere just off to the right of the playground. Panic flooded your body as the men stalked toward your daughter and the brothers but as soon as you tried to run, a pair of strong arms wrapped around you and lifted you off the ground.

“Sam!” You screeched as you yanked at the arms that were wrapped around your torso as best as you could. You watched Sam spin around just before he was thrown to the left side of the play area and Dean was thrown in the opposite direction. The sounds of your daughters panicked screams of your name ripped through your soul and you fought even harder to get to her when a saving grace idea came to you. 

“Candice, your necklace; break the necklace like daddy taught you, baby!” You screamed only seconds before the man’s hand clamped over your mouth. Your daughter hesitated for a moment as she ducked under a slide to hide. She ripped the necklace off her neck with shaky hands, pulled the draw string open and dumped the contents out onto the mulch in front of her. Your heart lurched as the man that attacked Sam reached out to grab your precious baby girl and you screamed against the hand over your mouth. His fingers were only inches from your daughter’s arms when he suddenly froze and the man tossed you away from him in the same instant. You fell to the ground on your hands and knees and scrambled to your feet as the absolutely livid King of Hell leaned against the slide Candice was hiding under.

“Go ahead. I dare you to pick up my little girl.” He growled at the man who quickly pulled his hand back.

“My King… I didn’t… We thought… the Winchesters…” Crowley simply pinched his fingers together to silence the man before he threw him against a metal pole and it crushed with the impact. 

“I don’t want to hear your bloody bullshit that is my child!” He roared as he stepped in between the demon and Candice. With a snap of his fingers, blood began to slowly trickle from the man’s eyes, ears nose and mouth. His face contorted into a look of pure agony and he let out a silenced scream. “Come here, baby girl.” Crowley soothed as he turned and reached for his daughter under the slide. She scrambled as fast as she could into his arms as sobs wracked her little body. He held her to him and held her face to his neck so she wouldn’t see the demon being tortured on the playground. He tried to sooth her as he walked the short distance between himself and you and passed her off to you while looking at the brothers. 

“Boys, take them back. I have some morons to deal with.” You felt a hand fall softly on your lower back and even though you knew you were safe, you still jumped. You turned and looked at Sam’s slightly bloodied face. He smiled weakly and led you back to their Impala as Crowley snapped the other two demons to the middle of the play area. Once you were in the car and Dean had turned it over, the sounds of horrendous screams pierced the air and Dean turned the car’s radio on so Candice wouldn’t hear them. 

You held your hysterical daughter as close as you possibly could as the two of you sat in the back seat, curled into each other as if your lives depended on it. You did your best to reassure your little girl that she was safe now and that daddy would take care of it but your voice shook with your own fear and you knew you probably didn’t sound convincing. Neither Winchester said a word until they got back to the bunker. Even at that point they were too shaken up at the idea of losing Candice they were only able to ask if you wanted to lay her down. They gestured you too one of the many bedrooms the bunker and you gave Dean a weak smile and a mouthed ‘thank you’ as he shut the door. The two MacLeod girls lay on the bed, holding each other close and cried themselves to sleep.

Part 10