#ceocrowley

[bloodsalted]

@ceocrowley -- this guy right here. this guy!

[malka-lisitsa]

" I hereby bestow on thee thy new name; Kathy MacBratty. " It's one of his ten love languages, nine of which are torture. So consider yourself lucky, bloodsucker.

"Wouldnt 'Katty McBratty' flow better?" A raised brow.

She isn't a fan of nicknames for herself in general, she picked her name on purpose it's important to her. However, when it's used as a term of endearment rather than to tear her down.... she can usually accept them.

"In that case I will call you Crowley McScowly." Also a sign of affection.

[qapsiel]

@ceocrowley ;; Brooklyn99 starters (still accepting) Crowley said: "“I’m with someone and nothing is going to happen.” Name of your sex tape!"

                          "THAT'S FALSE." Why on Earth Crowley starts talking about sex tapes is beyond Castiel, but he gladly corrects him. "How would you find a tape if it's labeled so unspecific? No, our videos are organized date - sex positions - specials. For example, the latest one: October 31st - fellatio, the bicycle, the captain - Halloween special with cowboy hats." He nods once to indicate that this makes way more sense than whatever gibberish Crowley suggested.

[bansheeslain]

@ceocrowley in response to titties

                          "I THOUGHT OUT OF THE TWO OF US, your hearing is still intact." She raises a brow at the demon but can't help the amused smile tugging at her lips. Well, at least Crowley has a certain sense of humor — Dean didn't find that remark especially funny. (He'd demanded Cas to erase his memories, even. The angel had mostly been confused and had then asked what tit species they were talking about.) "You can believe me. I, ah — saw them up close." And they were quite impressive.

[downs1de]

" I reserved the best seat in the ✨️House✨️. "

"Joke all you want, but I don't see you on my lap."

[theirmadness]

＃theirmadness,    a collection of original and canon muses from various source materials. headcanon based potrayals with canon peppered in. 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐄: 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐀𝐓 content found within.

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A STUDY IN:      the complexity of the human experience and the maddening tragedy of existence. featuring mummy and daddy issues, female rage, trauma of every kind but make it religious and sinful. these people are a cathedral of suffering, mingled in with the sorrowful excuse of being flawed. diving deep into sexuality and the pathetic need for connection that drives every being. an exploration into the supernatural and divinity as a whole.

heavily affiliated with: @knownasbeacon, @denydefeat & @king7doms, @firstsoncain & @ceocrowley, @storyuntrue, @luminescenc1e, @downs1de, @bloodsalted & @safetypinned, @rejectory, @protectxthem, @ravarui. ♡

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[qapsiel]

@ceocrowley @bloodsalted 😂

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[safetypinned]

>>how are you alive?<< put one foot in front of the other. once ya realize there's no escape? all you got left is to.. lock your jaw. set your sights on the target. don't forget the most important part. >>give'em hell, kid!<< independent, highly selective and private. sam winchester. horror based. set in kripke meets hbo's supernatural. HEAVY AND HIGHLY TRIGGERING THEMES! no one under 21+. guarded by: dixon.

a study in; coping or lack thereof, a dreamer's hope turned trauma, cursed bloodlines, loyalty beyond the grave, the struggle of good inside evil and evil inside good, overpowering giving up, and what it means to fight.

important links: rules. memes. verses. headcanons. off-dash. board. carrd soon!

heavily affiliated with: ceocrowley , qapsiel , cagedmenace , trickheaven , firstsoncain , bansheeslain , xxgotthedevilinsidexx , snnynatural affiliated with: sacrisaint , theirmadness , hostiae , fellandfeathers exclusives: cain firstsoncain

where else can you find me? @bloodsalted -- dean winchester! main blog. @lasthymn -- jack kline! oc's and multi available on request. (g.c.)

[bloodsalted]

>>hey god. why are you doing this to me?<< because you have no other choice! you're gonna carry a heavy weight on your shoulders, son. sometimes that's just how the world works. you gotta learn how to deal with the cards you got dealt. no matter how shitty the hand is! you started out a boy and turned into what you were destined to become. you hunt and you kill. you do what you were told. >>am i not living up to what i'm supposed to be?<< but what when that foundation starts to crumble? what happens when heaven starts to fall? welcome to the study of when things go down the wayward road. horror based supernatural's DEAN WINCHESTER! highly selective. private. by dixon. TRIGGERING THEMES. 21+ ONLY. >>hey god. i think you owe me a great big apology!<<

important links: rules. memes. offdash. verses. board. headcanons. carrd soon! heavily affiliated with: @qapsiel @ceocrowley @firstsoncain @cagedmenace & @theirmadness affiliated with: @hostiae @lastvessel @sacrisaint @fellandfeathers @snnynatural & @xxgotthedevilinsidexx

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exclusives: cain @firstsoncain

where else can you find me? @safetypinned - sam winchester! @lasthymn - jack kline!

[qapsiel]

hebrew קַפְצִיאֵל Qap̄ṣīʾēl, more commonly known as Castiel, the angel of Thursday

rp blog for a canon-divergent Castiel of cw's Supernatural, written and loved by Sarah (30+, she/her, GMT+1, mutuals only)!

carrd * memes * headcanon

Most important canon-divergent notes:

He still has his wings because he was already human when the angels fell; however, due to the things he had to endure, they're twisted and torn – he can still fly, but only for about 1.000 miles straight (less if he has to carry something or someone)

This is not your powered-down Castiel of the later seasons; he may not be at full capacity anymore, but he's still very much able to smite a handful of demons all by himself and evoke horror and fear in his enemies like in the earlier seasons.

affiliates: ��� bloodalted 🐝 firstsoncain 🫂 fellandfeathers ❤ righteouslysin 🫂 lasthymn 💚 downs1de 💀 ceocrowley

Other fandoms I know & I'm happy to interact with: MCU, 911 & 911 Lone Star, White Collar, Egyptian and Greek mythology, Sense8, The Boys & GenV, Big Sky, Downton Abbey, Yellowstone, SEAL team (tba)

Graphics credit: @sclvged ❤

[bloodsalteds]

dean watches him. in the way their noses nearly brush as he inches close and touches their foreheads together after that wrinkle forms on crowley's brow. he knows there's a tease coming. their meeting brought up only serves to curve a smile upon his mouth. he makes space, not much, but enough to meet those dark eyes again. feels his stomach do a flip-flop. so much for the heartless, soul-tarnished demon, eh? maybe the hunger's quelled for the time being. maybe that monster in him wants to tangle itself around the demon until it's wrapped so tight there'd be no shaking him off. maybe that darkness that he feels swallowing him up further and further can't compete with the elation of being, literally, screwed into the mattress so hard that he's pretty sure he couldn't make his legs work if he tried. all this time later, even! doesn't matter whatever combination of whatever has landed him peacefully laying here letting his fingertips trail down, down, down to a bare hip that they curl against.

a hand upon his chest sends goosebumps rippling over his flesh. hardening the darkened skin around his nipples and jerks a warm shudder up his spine. asked if he means it--the hunter-turned-demon arches a brow. touch spreads over crowley's hip--dances up to his waist where he grips gently but firmly against him. "yeah.. i mean it," staring into his eyes--he squints trying to make his point crystal clear. "i get it.. why you'd ask that. more than just because of," and his gaze bounces to where the mark would be on his arm if it were visible in the position they're in. his thumb strokes pale skin.

"..but i do mean it." a wrinkle of thought forms between his brows. remember that. even if this thing eats me up. remember what i'm saying. words that don't see the light of day before he looks into crowley's gaze and, just like him, lets his expression turn lighter. teasing. "you're not like the other girls. i promise.."

Who would have thought that a badass like Crowley could thoroughly enjoy this? Entangled limbs with another, those feather-light touches sending goosebumps all over his meatsuit... Claiming he's not sentimental sure as hell will sound like a big, fat lie from here on out. Needs another excuse to downplay his concern in the future, whenever a Winchester— whenever Dean— is in danger. Love is weakness. If, a big if, this is love. Maybe he's past that point, however. Hearing that Dean says he's not sorry? Murmuring those sweet nothings into their shared, mingling breaths? Crowley wants to believe it's not just the mark's corruption speaking through that illegally beautiful mouth.

He can't help the simper accompanying another slow blink. Fingertips of his hand previously tracing Dean's jawline now drag along his neck, down to his chest. " I knew you fell head over heels for me the very second we met in that mansion. The colt? " He crinkles his nose, barely noticeable the shake of his head. " Just some minor side-plot. " Crowley isn't really convinced, naturally, habit has him hide behind smugness and witty remarks all over again. That same smugness curves his mouth into a smile, brows wagging. And the way his heart skips a beat as soon as they make eye contact almost gets him nauseous. Somehow not in a bad way.

Swallowing dryly, Crowley lets his impish mien sober, frowns even while turning his attention to his own hand now resting against Dean's chest. Juicy. The temptation to squeeze crosses his mind. Just for the heck of it. " Do you... mean it? "

[downs1de]

[NSFW] Crowley for House :)

How interested they are in having sex with them: Unfortunately for him, a lot

How much they would pay (or have to be paid) to have sex with them: Not a single penny

If they would rather bottom or top them: They used to switch a lot back in the day, he'd like to keep the tradition alive

How good they think they would be: He already knows, which is why he keeps coming back for more

If they'd prefer kitchen counter, wall, or shower sex with them: All three, as long as they mind the bum leg

If they'd fuck, have sex, or make love: All three in no particular order

If they were going to make it a threesome, the third person they'd pick: Castiel ( @qapsiel ), Greggy thinks that would be fun :)

If they think there's ever a possibility that it would happen: He knows it could

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[downs1de]

" Oh boy, I thought you'd never recognize that I am, in fact, wife material. Now, where's the ring? Because the answer is yes. " Crowley to House, entirely out of context probably

Crowley has been visiting more regularly, often during the evening, always with something outrageous to say. Tonight’s no different.

And House loves to humor him.

"Uh—Let me see."

House crouches and disappears behind his desk. Does he really have a ring prepared, hidden in one of his drawers, ready for the right moment when he would propose to the King?

No, not really.

What he does have is his garbage can and, inside, something with similar characteristics but of much lower value.

"Ha-h!"

House shouts in victory as he pulls back up, showing off the bottom of a Ring Pop. It was no longer sticky, so it might’ve been in the trash for a few days now.

"Is this good enough?"

[downs1de]

sniffles.... nobody will EVER match my freak!!! *throws myself onto my fainting couch* not even... my NASTY!! *sobs delicately

Crowley: " AM I A JOKE TO YOU? "

"Well—Will you match my freak?"

"Do you even remember what my nasty even is?"

[downs1de]

The question is, will Greg bark for Crowley too? A girl needs to jot down notes.

"A girl needs to learn to say please before I’d even consider barking for them--I might even throw in a few tail wags, just for good measure."

[downs1de]

Greggy, Greggy, I'm gnawing on your leggy. xoxo Crowley

"I have a few questions..."

"First, which leg? Second, why?"