#Supernatural King of Hell

[mischieviem]

What could have been 😔

[shanastoryteller]

The day his deal comes due, Sam goes missing.

Dean tells himself it’s nothing, that he’s gotten caught up in some research, some last ditch, hail mary nonsense and that he’s just turned his phone off and everything’s fine, that he wouldn’t do something stupid, that he wouldn’t break his promise.

He tells himself that for the first two minutes after he cracks his eyes open and sees the empty bed across from him, and the first time his call goes straight to voicemail, and not much after that. Sam’s broken his promises over things significantly less important to him than his brother’s life.

Dean is dressed and in the Impala five minutes later, heart thudding wildly in his chest. He calls Bobby, Ellen, everyone he can think of, but none of them have heard from Sam, none of them have eyes on him. Sam was with him last night, even if he boosted a car, there’s only so far he can get.

He keeps calling, keep searching, desperate to stop whatever he’s trying to do, to find him, to see his brother one last time before he’s dragged to hell. To make sure Sam is going to be okay after he’s dragged to hell. But the hours tick down, the sun sets, and he can’t find a trace of him. He’s so exhausted and heart sick that when he goes to call Sam again it takes him a long time to read the number on his phone, eyes swimming, the time not making any sense.

1:03

That’s not possible.

That’s not –

His phone rings, blocking out the time with Bobby’s name across the screen, and he answers it but his throat is too thick to say anything.

“Dean?” Bobby says tentatively. “Are you – I got an email from Sam. It just said, I mean, did–“

“What did it say, Bobby?” he asks, even though he’s sure he knows.

Bobby sucks in a breath at his voice, because he knows just as well as Dean that he should be screaming in hell right now, not answering his phone. “To take care of you.”

Dean drops the phone, hears Bobby still talking as he grips the wheel and presses his forehead against the back of his hands. This is what he’d been afraid of. This is why he hadn’t wanted to mess with the deal in first place. This is the one thing he’d begged Sam not to do.

It's easy to find a crossroad.

The demon is laughing at him when it shows up, wicked grin in a pretty face. “That didn’t take you long, boy.”

It’s a different demon than the one he delt with, obviously, but Dean figures they all know the same shit, since demons are a bunch of gossips. “This wasn’t the deal. My brother lives and I die.”

“You traded your soul for your brother’s life,” she corrects, so amused by all this that all he wants to do is kill her, to exorcise her, to make her scream. “Just like your father traded his for yours. There’s no reason Sammy can’t make his own trade. Man, but is your family fucked up. Maybe if you’d just settled down like little Sammy wanted, you wouldn’t all be bargaining for each other’s lives like haggling at a flea market.”

“Untrade it,” he snaps. “My soul for him alive, come on, no year, no waiting, you bring him back and take me to hell right now.”

She laughs in his face. “You don’t have anything to bargain with, boy.”

“My soul,” he repeats, “That’s what this is about, isn’t?”

“Oh, it’s what it’s all about,” she says. “But Sammy’s a clever boy. You know that, don’t you? He didn’t trade his soul for your life, he didn’t have to. You didn’t die. No, he traded it for your soul. Sorry, honey, but your credits been declined.”

At first he doesn’t understand. Sam traded his soul for Dean’s, exactly, so there’s no reason he can’t trade it right back. Then he gets it.

She sees the exact moment it clicks, the moment despair and horror sweep across his face too quickly for him to stop them. “That’s right. Little brother owns your soul now. For some reason he didn’t think you’d take proper care of it. You have it because that’s where he wants it, but no one will be making any deals with you, Dean Winchester. You can’t sell a soul you don’t own.”

“You can’t,” he has to clear his throat, “you can’t just come in and change things at the eleventh hour-”

“Eleventh hour?” she interrupts. “Sammy made his deal eleven months ago.”

His mouth is so dry he can’t speak.

“Isn’t it funny?” she asks, head cocked to the side. “All this time, the deal he’s been trying to get out of wasn’t yours, but his own. Maybe the two of you might have even managed it, except you just wouldn’t help, would you? Insisting that he not research, that he not look for a way out, and he spent so much time trying to convince you, coaxing you to talk about your feelings when he knew you were safe, all he because he thought it would make you feel better when he was gone, because he couldn’t tell you the truth and talk about how scared he was, so talking about your fear was as close as he could get.”

Dean’s going to be sick. “Don’t – please, please, I’ll give you anything-”

“You don’t have anything,” she says, gleeful. “You want to know why I agreed? The thing that made it just too delicious to refuse? Sammy’s down there, just starting in on an eternity of torture, and all he has to do get out of it is give up your soul. It’s his, after all, and he can put the original deal back in place any time he chooses. Just one moment of weakness on his end and his beloved big brother will be on the rack instead.” She sighs happily. “It’s almost as good as anything we’re doing to him down there, the knowledge that if he slips up for even a moment then it would all be for nothing. I couldn’t have found a way to twist the knife deeper if I tried.”

There’s vomit crawling its way up his throat and he has to swallow it down before he can speak. “I can’t – I’ll do whatever you want, please, there has to be something.”

She leans forward, cruelty and delight shining in her eyes. “The only thing you can do is what you’ve been telling your precious baby brother to do for the past year. Accept it. Move on. Live a good life so his sacrifice isn’t in vain.”

God. How can she – how can Sammy expect him to –

He’s doubling over, finally upchucking what little he’s ate today, and he’s dry heaving on the dirt when he hears the fading sound of her laughter.

This can’t be real. This has to be Hell, he has to be in it right now. He has to be.

[surelysilly]

yeah, get it right Sam

[pangolin2b]

A big puppy for the King of Hell🦴

[emmetton]

he deserved more than that.

[r0-boat]

That time of the month guys, You know what I must do...

Whb Kings on your Period

All Kings x AFAB! reader NSFW No sex just extremely suggestive... Blame three individuals

....Wait a minute... If Lilith makes the kids does that mean demon women don't have periods? Probably looking too much into it...

Edit: This is supposed to be a fun post, But at the end of this, I went down several rabbit holes... Please don't be like me don't think 😭

Cw: mentions of pussy eating (You probably know who it is already lol), no . Suggestive,(alluding to sex on. But never happens because demons are fucking weird)

Satan

You're different somehow every month, and he can't put his finger on it. But your short-tempered rage makes him giggle like a teenager and kick his feet. You have such a low tolerance, super BS, and he loves that. And he wants to know why he never smelled this off Solomon before, so it must be you that's different. When Satan asks you, you sigh and put your hands to your mouth before giving him a 20-minute explanation.

...Holy shit? You're what now??? He thought humans creating little people it was crazy now what you're telling him is that humans have the power to shed their skin from the inside and shit it out??? Can he see it?!

... The mental image, He had and the real thing was not what he expected are you okay Oh my God there's so much again. He never wants to see that much blood come out of you ever again. The way you made this man fear more than any angel by that explanation alone. The way you have this man scampering to a human store to get whatever you ask to help ease the pain even if it's just for a little.

When he tells you that demon women don't have periods He swore your rage was emanating off you and Leviathan could probably feel you're jealousy from all the way in Hades.

Hi I think Satan using a period cramp simulator would be very funny and very entertaining...

Bonus non-cannon:

Fem!Satan: Would have the worst periods known to woman. The streets of Gehanna are deserted because the moment something slightly inconveniences her a whole building is collapsing. I wouldn't blame her, her period cramps will hurt worse than Gabriel stabbing a sword through her uterus before punching her in the gut.

Mammon

He'll buy you literally everything. It doesn't matter if you use tampons pads or cups because he's already bought everything. He's either got it from Lucifer or you made an offhand comment about it and he did his own research. He's very proud that he's prepared for his master.

Like he'll already get you everything But when you're on your period you actually have a reason to accept all his things especially if it's junk food. This is awesome! You're letting him pamper you!!! He wishes you can have periods all the time!

(one explanation later) What the fuck? Never mind. Aren't you scared of running out of blood?

He wish he could grant you something that take the way the pain and discomfort easily but Tartaros never really had that problem so they don't really have any solutions. Instead he'll just stick to spoiling you with food.

Watching Mamon's eyes go wide when he sees how much a tampon soaks up water is pretty funny.

Bonus non-cannon:

Fem!Mammon: She hates it. She hates it so much that she spends the money and resources to immediately either go to the human world or recreate a Depo shot or an implant to get rid of it. And she regularly changes it when she has to.

Leviathan

He smelled blood and he thought you were going to get killed. He was literally ready to die protecting you. He was so angry that he got worked up over nothing at first until he saw how much pain you were in.

Beelzebub

Why does your body insist on doing something that harms itself Is it stupid or is your body hating you. If you insist on being useless then you can just lay in bed!

After the initial Levi snark is gone he comes back to check on you. He actually looks really worried and thinks you might die. Freaking out frantic calls tulucifer after initial back and forth Lucifer insists that what they're feeling is normal.

All of the novels will be looking after you He doesn't want you leaving the bed just in case you might trip and die or accidentally get yourself hurt. He genuinely thinks you might die.

He will silently open your door stare at you and see if you're doing all right and then close the door, Rinse and repeat until you either yell at him ask him what he's doing. He will either respond with arguing back.

Bonus non-canon:

Fem!Leviathan: when she's on her period you literally will never see her. She's so glad She connected her bathroom too her bedroom. It's because she sheds her scales she's not joking. She actually does shed her scales on her period Will she show you fuck no. The moment she starts bleeding you're never seeing her again until she stops.

Honestly he was zoning out through half of your explanation until you mention the actual 'bleeding' process. Then you just see him lean inward putting his chin on his hands. So you're telling him... There is a way to consume you without hurting you?

This fucker has to stay away from you 10 ft away. He is SOOOO on board with eating you out. Keep Guy 10 ft away from you He would be absolutely no help except for maybe eating junk food and bringing you snacks.

He will laugh at your horrid, disgusted face because he just loves your cute little reactions. He raises his hand during the lecture on human anatomy to the Kings, and you told him to put his hand back down because you're not answering any of his batshit questions because you know it's going to be the second worst thing you've ever heard.

Bonus non-cannon:

It's okay though he'll never remember you period though he will always know because he could smell it (insert that one meme) he'll deadass forget that humans can bleed like that and occasionally get scared to smell blood on you before remembering.

He's still this day wonders about us question "if He sucks it all out Would the period be over?"

Fem! Beel: she's lost so much of her cute underwear from being forgetful. I could definitely see her getting an implant or Depo so she doesn't have to remember, but she kind of already forgets her appointments, too.

Lucifer

Human menstrual cycle...He's not stupid He was part of the creation when God made humans to breed with one another. He not only sees it as a normal thing but something special that human women have that sets them apart from demons and angels.

He doesn't understand your disgust and hatred by something explicitly given to you and all human women by God.

He offers to change your mind as he gets on his knees and you start adamantly declining and screaming. Now he really is confused....

About half of the other devils are defending your case when Lucifer brings it up at the next meeting. Though it's so split down the middle they end up discussing that topic another time.

As an 'apology' he gives you a basket with a bouquet of white lilies, painkillers and some cut fruits with card telling you to not eat unhealthy foods since it tends to make the cramps worse. And he hopes you get better.

Bonus non-cannon:

Fem!Lucifer: human female menstrual cycle yeah don't they also molt their feathers? No that's just an angel thing?? So demons also don't molt their feathers molting feathers is just an angel thing??? Other she would be super chill on her cramps, she doesn't even care.

Belphegor

The most normal, You want somewhere to rest? Lucky for you his bed is the softest in all of hell he'll make sure to take good care of you and by taking care of you he means sleeping and cuddling with you while his subordinates do all the work.

Periods actually sound like a pain in the ass He hopes he never has one You're absolutely welcome too crash at his place He understands completely about how things might be more irritating when you're constantly in pain.

Belphegor Actually really likes You're listlessness as much as he likes hard work He doesn't mind when you succumb to his sin a little bit. Especially when you're looking so cute laying on top of him. His phone screen is a picture of you smooshed against his chest with a hand on your head.

Another excuse to binge anime that he doesn't want to watch alone is a win in his book. He'll let you watch some of your favorites as well. He's not picky.

Beleth is in heaven taking care of and pampering you and his majesty. He just wish he could have you to himself for 'private' time.... menstruation? Lol a little blood isn't going to scare him.

Bonus non-cannon:

Fem!Belphegor: Nope... The last time they had their first period was when they first woke up, never again... A thousand years of menstrual pain almost put her back to sleep. Ever since she'd been dying trying to get rid of this thing causing her pain as soon as she heard Lucifer can do implants and depots She was the first one who got it. If she ever gets off at again she'll experience the same exact piercing pain she felt.... but That sounds like a problem for her future self.

Asmodeus

He completely compliance but doesn't really understand He still doesn't. After having a wife who had to deal with periods. It's a complete natural thing for the human reproductive system. And oh boy you bet he knows all about that

"You know if you really don't like it I used to have a cure that can take it away for 9 months, Would you like one? Hahah just kidding dear!"

Asmodeus 🤝Lucifer🤝Beelzebub(I think you can fill in the blank)

In all seriousness he really doesn't understand why humans don't like something that's completely natural He understands devils because devils are just naive beings in general and only certain high level angels Who worked with God don't care...

Another Tally on the board that what Asmodeus has that human men lack. Apparently basic women anatomy knowledge.

As much as he would love to take care of you again since he hasn't done that since his last wife. He doesn't think the Kings fully trust him yet so presents it is. He can tell what phase in your cycle by just scent alone, and that's scary.

Bonus non-canon:

Fem!Asmodeus: She doesn't give a fuck You better be on top of her or else she's going to have a problem. She always feels so horny her period.She's horny all the time

"It's going to be a bloodbath >:)!"

"please stop saying that..."-MC

[beandraws]

King Crowley 🖤

One of my favorites fr I love him so much 🥲

[strawlessandbraless]

Being a demon was the closest Dean ever got to retirement

[daddario]

There’s something insanely hot about the idea of demon!Dean getting Sam hooked on his blood to keep him from going through with the cure.

Dean having special blood because he’s a knight of hell that makes Sam even stronger and more powerful, but also that much needier. He does ok at first but after a week or two he can’t make it more than a couple days without Dean’s blood before the withdrawal kicks in. Just trembling hands and nausea for the first day or two, but it’s still enough for Sam to feel it. The cravings are stronger, come on faster, and no ordinary demon blood will do, Sam tries. Dean leaves for a few days, god knows why, and Sam ends up hunting down a demon in a nearby town but it doesn’t sate him the way it should.

Suddenly demon!Dean has Sam wrapped around his finger, desperate for him, willing to do anything to keep him around and keep himself fed. Dean sometimes disappears for a few days just to keep Sam on a leash, to remind him that he can’t live without Dean, but for once Dean can (pretend to) live without him. To remind Sam that he has to keep Dean happy to keep him around, and because Dean loves how Sam looks when he’s pale and miserable, body racked with tremors. How Sam’s eyes get a little too glassy, and he looks like he did when he was young and sick and needed Dean.

Dean may not be in love with his brother now that he’s a demon, but the need and the want and the entanglement and the desperation is still there, and he loves that Sam depends on him again. He loves that Sam needs him and craves him. Loves that he comes back after three days to a sick and shaking and aching Sam who all but tackles Dean the second he comes through the door. They slide to the floor with Sam’s back against Dean’s chest, Dean’s arms around him holding him close as he offers up one wrist. Sam has been carrying around a knife nonstop to be prepared for whenever Dean came back and he immediately cuts Dean and starts to drink. Dean just strokes Sam’s hair, tangled from where he’s been pulling at it dealing with the withdrawal, cooing as he smiles and leans his head back against the wall, eyes turning black, as Sam drinks desperately.

Right now Sam can’t focus on anything but the cravings, but soon he’ll be hard and horny and frantic and Dean can’t help but get just a bit excited thinking about how later he’s going to get Sam in his lap and cut his own throat so Sam can drink his fill while he rides Dean’s cock.

[angel-ghoul444]

⛥ the boy with the demon blood ౨♱ৎ

[inbredbrotherhood]

Sam oscillates so seamlessly between prey animal and predator. Sam is a lamb but he’s also the wolf, Sam is the fawn in the same way he’s the hunting dog and every iteration of Sam — every time he is prey or predator, he encapsulates that perfectly. The perfect victim or the perfect killer.

[mischieviem]

Forced myself to draw other characters

[brennenfox]

FeEeeElings 👿😈🥹🥲😭🥳🥰😘

As I said before Crowley and feelings is my favorite thing about Supernatural yay. The second favorite thing is just Crowley, the third is probably Crowley's crossroads era.. I could go on

Пользуясь случаем, ребятки го читать мой фанфик, это The demon you know на фикбук (Кроули/ожп, макси, уже 40 !!1! страниц).

[kryp-does-random-stuff]

Crowley appreciation post. I really liked his character throughout the series, although I felt in later seasons he was just floating around kinda "aimless"... Dunno, hard to articulate. :D

[nanivinsmoke]

✿ sit on it

crowley x hunter!femreader

smut 18+, riding degradation and creampies

note: don’t judge me, im horny and I want him to spank me. wc: 932

you hated demons, there was no other way around it. you despised them like every other hunter, wished you could get rid of each and every one of them, including the king. but, you LOVED his dick.

you knew you shouldn’t have let it come to this. if sam or dean ever found out about what you were doing in the dungeon with their demonic hostage, they’d kill you. but, you couldn’t stop yourself. it was like you were obsessed.

dean and sam were out looking for cass and kevin was locked in his room, trying to decipher the angel tablet; which left you on babysitting duty. the very first day you kept on eye on crowley, ended up with his dick lodged in your throat—his kids pouring down it. however, today was different. you were struggling to take his cock.

the king of hell was huge, splitting your walls open with each bounce you made; bullying himself inside. the difference between your mouth and your puffy cunt was clear—he felt much better wrapped around your gummy walls than your mouth—although you loved both.

his chains clanged with movement you made and his dark irises were glued to your fucked out face, enjoy as you could barely take his girth. your hair was sweated out and sticking to your face, while your tits jumped behind your t-shirt—mimicking your slutty hoping. a whine left your mouth while you slowed down your pace, making crowley chuckle.

“what I thought you could take it?” you rolled your eyes, gripping on the soft fabric of his blazer, slowing your pace and grinding your hips into his clothed one. “ ‘s too—mhm—big.”

he chuckled again, smirking to himself at the sight playing out in front of him. a hunter slowly losing herself on the king of hell’s dick. “what would sam and dean think if they saw their best friend, stuffed full of the king of hell’s cock. hm?” you whimpered and your cunt fluttered, making crowley’s eyes widened.

“did you just get off on the thought of getting caught by them? you might be my favorite whore,” there it was again, that feeling flowing through you. you clenched down on him once more, earning a low growl from his lips. it was such a turn on for you, hearing him degrade you—making you feel like a slut. it was enough fuel to make you start bouncing on his cock all over again.

“sh-shut u-u-upp” you breathed out, nuzzling your head into the crook of his neck, his cologne invading your nose; making your head swell. everything about this man was driving you further away from your initial thoughts about him. your cunt was thinking for you rather than your mind, you craved him.

crowley was starting to lose himself, the feeling of your walls sucking him tightly like you were trying to milk for all his worth was driving him crazy. and it didn’t help the lewd noises your cunt decided to make. the squelching along with your sweet moans, drove him mad. he tried to reach up and grab your hips, but the demon trapped handcuffed prevented from him doing so.

he groaned loudly, rutting his hips up into you making sweet mewls leave your lips, anger slowly pooling inside of him. he wanted nothing more to be freed from his restraints so he could fuck you stupid on this chair, but until that time comes he would have to suffice with you fucking yourself dumb on his cock.

“ohh fuckkk, you’re so deep. ‘m gonna cum so hard,” you moaned into his ear, your pace increasing by the moment; earning a low moan from him. you leaned back and connected eyes with him, letting him see you come undone on his fat cock. “such a good little whore. go ahead, cum for daddy.”

you whined and continued to bounce on him. your walls moving sporadically while a white film of your juices coated on his cock, each time you filled your self up. it only took a few more bounce for you to finally let go, clamping down hard on him as you creamed all over him; making him cum along with you. crowley groaned, his eyes fluttering about as you milked him dry—seed pooling inside of you.

you pulled him close by his chin and smashed your lips onto his, breaking your number one rule. no kissing. his lips were addicting and you could taste the faint flavor of his favorite drink, making you feel dizzy. you rolled your hips into his, still sensitive from your orgasm, earning a whine from him; making you smile. you raised your hips, making him pop out of you and ropes of his cum to spill out, before you plugged it up with your panties.

“sam and dean should be coming back,” you reminded him, fixing yourself and stuffing his semi-hard cock back into his pants, making him wince. and almost like it was on queue, you could hear the two brother’s call out for you.

you turned to leave, allowing him to get a glimpse of your ass, until he called out for you. “am i finally going to stretch my legs? i can please you better if i wasn’t in a houdini act.”

you turned and flashed him a smile, “I’ll think about it.”

not.

[ellastarkwinchester3000]

Dean, walking into the room: “Sorry I’m late. I was… Doing things.”

Crowley, running into the room out of breath and leaning against the doorframe: “He pushed me down the fucking stairs!”

Dean, rolling his eyes: “Push is such a strong word. I prefer to call it ‘giving you a little nudge’.”

Crowley, glaring: “Oh, I’ll give you a little nudge when I shove my foot up your ass!”

Sam, chiming into the conversation before gesturing to Castiel in the corner: “Hey, watch your fucking language in front of the angel.”