#ceocrowley

[qapsiel]

@ceocrowley

Best crowstiel moment HAS to be this

Castiel's disappointed "yay." Is SENDING me

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@ceocrowley || meme continuation || from here.

ah ah ah! dean watches realization spread its wings across crowley's features. registers in the subtlest softening of features. how he's sauntered up to. prowled towards? same difference. crowley pulls off that swagger that is wholly and uniquely his own with a finesse that is equally possessed. dean's tongue flicks over his bottom lip. instinct driven by the closeness in which crowley's decided to stop. their mouths breaths apart. tempting, tempting to lean in and steal the last few inches. as well as the demon's breath from his lungs. a kiss would do that. let alone several. or how dean can already feel the plump flesh of crowley's bottom lip between his teeth long before he's even tried to latch on. oh, look what they've done! there will be stories written about them someday. if dean has anything to say about all the things crowley makes him want to do. including busting a chair or two in the funnest way a chair's ever been busted.

white teeth shine from his smile that breaks out into a bark of laughter. "double-dare? you sure you wanna," the question breaks off as fingers gently pat and toy with the perfect edge of a black tie. then drift higher to where skin meets pressed collar of matching hue. a jugular vein thrums underneath his caress. "wait. taking that question back.. let's go home. might as well say a goodbye prayer to whatever gets in our way. rest in pieces.." he hums playfully as thumb presses to bottom lip and resists the urge to nudge in further. for now.

[hechose]

like, sure, i am picking fights, but in an affectionate way. // @ceocrowley //

flash of amusement colours armand's features and it's hardly the first time such a look of... endearment has come to him as he looks at crowley. a strange exchange, some might imagine. such... sweetness between a vampire and a demon. but armand had found comfort in darkness for so long now, it came naturally. much like it came naturally to him to show his own affections through taunts and jabs.

"or, are you picking fights to garner specific attention?" brow raises on the question before armand moves again. fluid motion, drawing him closer to the demon. mind flickers with a brief thought of sliding onto lap and there is not hesitation in sharing that image no matter how brief before armand's smile widens. "not that there's anything wrong with that. i'm quite receptive to it, actually."

[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.

[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.

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

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@ceocrowley || inbox from my fav demon!! || ahh!!! yay!!!

Crowley appears out of thin air, grabs Dean by the collar of his shirt and pulls him into a kiss. Meanwhile, he sneaks a small sugar cane into one of the hunter's chest pockets; hey, for good measure and mayyybe as innuendo. He's got another sweet stick for Dean to suck, get it? When their mouths part again, Crowley wags his brows and drawls: " Merry Kissmas, Romeo. "

insert fantastically confused smoosh of a wrinkle between his brows at the sudden woosh! out of thin air appearance of crowley. one look of what the hell served later! shock twists into something much, much more devious as he's yanked in. the kiss lingers deliciously. something unseen grazes lightly against his chest. another peck to the corner of the demon's mouth once he's wished a merry kissmas. long fingers absentmindedly touch the pocket that got stuffed (innuendo game always spot on!) with a sugary treat. "thanks, juliet. mistletoe's over there.. race ya? you know. for tradition's sake." the cellophane crinkles as he pulls the treat out, unwraps an inch or two and sticks it between his lips with an eyebrow wriggle. eh? eh? repeat on aisle mistletoe?

[hechose]

Idly combs his fingers through Armand's hair after convincing him to rest his head in his lap. xoxo

apparently he'd been pacing-- nervous and frustrated energy flowing through the vampire. so he'd forced himself to sit down. but that hadn't lasted long as armand's mind ticked over so, he went back to pacing. and pacing. and more pacing. pacing that very nearly turns to floating too. which was in fact the only thing that got him to finally still, standing in place but as was pointed out, the energy within him could still be sensed and--

honestly, when crowley had practically summoned him closer, there was a part of armand that wanted to bite back. but then his eyes actually landed on the demon king's and, well. apparently even an ancient vampire like him wasn't immune to such a thing. nor was he immune to listening to guidance, letting himself lie back and rest head in crowley's lap. for a moment, just blinking up at him before finally, he released breath and closed his eyes-- letting the soft movement of fingers through his hair soothe him. will away that tightly held tension, finally easing the comfort deep into his soul.

so much so, that when he opened his eyes again, there was a kind of hazy contentment about the vampire-- a small smile even on his lips. "thank you."

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// @ceocrowley -- ava. you need to see this. you need to. AHH!!! the noise i made?!?! sobbin' in the house tonight!!

12x23 | All Along the Watchtower

I love, love, love the acting choices Mark made in this scene. In the script, what we have is mainly a dialogue between Sam and Crowley, with Sam asking all the important questions. Yet Crowley is mainly looking at Dean. (And also moves closer to him, never mind that Dean is still holding Ruby’s knife!) The “I hate it” thus sounds like a personal confession, the “forgive my transgression” like a person plea for forgiveness from the one person Crowley cares about. And that’s beautiful.

[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.

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@ceocrowley || a meme from ya old blog! || doing a new post!

[ LAUGH ] — our muses burst out laughing while stoned. Hot girl summer feat. bestie!!

a thick cloud of smoke fills the hotel room. curtains billow over open windows helping fan some of it out into the moonlit air. the two demons managed to smoke a hell of a lot to beat their efforts, though. poor breeze is doing it's best to try and prevent the smoke alarm going off. so far? it's barely keeping up. doesn't matter. neither one of them care. it'd be the staff's problem to turn it off. not theirs.

stretched out on the floor in front of the fireplace at his bestie's side, dean watches the flames dance and flicker. warding off a bit of the chill mixing the two in such a pleasant form of cold and hot that it makes his skin tickle. feels like it's breathing.

propped up on his elbows--dean forgets that he's inched closer since they threw down a mess of pillows and a plush blanket to lay on. in one, quick movement he lifts his arms and goes to flop back on what he expects to be a bed of down-feathers and soft billion threaded cotton. ends up throwing himself directly onto the floor/blanket with a smack of his head. "ouch! fuck." only thing he can think to do is bust out laughing once his vision clears and the sound of crowley's cackle soon blends in. gaze cracks open to look up at him and seeing him lose his shit only makes dean lose his even more.

oh they are ripped!!!

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@ceocrowley -- this was so sex-c of him lbr. a certain hunter and i are both 😏💖

You know, to be king again, maybe you need to remember how to be a soldier.

[downs1de-has-moved]

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

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

[snnynatural]

" No, i don't like this! i'm humiliated! "

PROMPTS FOR CARRYING/BEING CARRIED *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

“you  said  no  one  can  pick  up  a  demon.  i'm  just  proving  my  point."  there  was  a  little  smugness  in  her  tone  as  she  was  giving  crowley  a  piggy  back  ride.  maybe  even  doing  a  little  spin  while  giggling.  “oh  come  on,  you  enjoy  being  carried.  don't  you  like  being  waited  on  hand  and  foot?”

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“ I'm enjoying the fact that I'm taller than Crowley.”

"honesty? that's a pleasure taken in by so many and yet? for you? i'm so glad you're cherishing something that's just doomed to piss him right the hell off even more than his usual disposition makes him prone to be." ahh yes! the demon remains the short stack out of them all! shoulda bargained his soul not only for an extra three inches down south but up north while he was at it, too. c'mon. if you're giving your soul over?? make it WORTH IT--WORTH IT!

least stiles isn't the lil guy when crowley's taggin' along, eh??

[snnynatural]

sonny hellhound logic @ceocrowley

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