#hurtingangels

[its-just-wanderlust1]

i want to be so bruised it hurts to do anything.

[k1ttybunz]

idk i haven’t been on here in sooo long🐾

[alana921]

cant eat cant eat . Not eating ever never again

[val-1s-world]

"You left me with a pain so deep, it felt like the void itself was carved into my soul. I cried day and night, wishing for the ache to stop, hoping it would end. I screamed your name into the emptiness, calling out until even Lucifer wept. The void you left behind scratched at me, relentless, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't escape its echo." £

[nescaveckwriter]

Hurting Angel - Chapter Six 💕🤭🐞

A/N: Y'all it's been awhile I know, but hopefully this chapter will make it worth it...❤️💕 Love y'all and thanks for the support my bugs 🐞🐞🩷

Warnings: 18+ Only! Some language, violence, fluffy, fear... anything else I missed let me know💕

Characters: Crowley, Bridget, Lainey

Cover: Created by me. Also images from Pinterest and Canva. Also please do not copy my work!

Words:2008 😅

Chapter Name: Six 💕

Total silence fell over the mansion, the little girl's eyes wide, as she clung to her teddy bear, a small fearful tone in her voice “Mommy?” Nearly whispering “Cowley?” Her body trembling “Anyone?” But no one answered. It was cold, and scary, and oh so lonely. She sat there with tear stained cheeks. What's happening, why did everyone leave? Curling up in a little ball, she sniffles, wanting her Mommy.

The cold silence broke when Lainey heard some man's voice on the outside of the bathroom door “little girl?” But she didn't make a sound, she just simply held her teddy bear. The door knob turning, the man trying his best to come in but, it won't budge. The next moment there was a loud bang, and then a strained deep English “LEAVE HER ALONE”. Lainey nearly jumped out of the bathtub, screaming “Cowley, Cowley”. Her eyes darting to the keys her mom slid underneath the door, picking them up and then standing on her tippy toes, unlocking it, slowly opening it.

Crowley, sat against the door rim, he's heart aching when he saw Lainey's wide eyes, but before he could react she ran to him tears down her little cheeks “Cowley” he winces in pain, as her arms wrapped around his neck, “I am here darling, I'm not going anywhere” while her little trembling body clings to him, she speaks through the sniffles “where's mommy, I want mommy?” He cradled her, “I will go and get mommy okay, I promise” and he sure as hell meant that.

Slowly lifting her head, as she sat tied up in a wooden chair in some sort of factory type of building, her head thumping in pain, her vision blurry, her mind racing, Lainey all alone in the bathroom and Crowley, is… is he dead?. Her thoughts interrupted by a cruel laughter, of a man in the corner, she turns her gaze towards the dark figure “who are you, what do you want?” He kept laughing “oh Bridget, no hello? No, how are you doing?” she grunts “sorry didn't think this was a tea party!”

The man laughs “you've always been such a little firecracker” she moves her head trying to see who it is, but it was just too dark, “you know me?” She asked. He sneers “We'll get to the introductions later, but first you are going to tell me a little about, this so called information you have on my operation”

“Go to hell!” She practically shouts. He laughs again, but then all of the sudden another man's fist meets her cheek. She groans, and feels the involuntary tears running down her cheeks, but somehow finds the strength to sneer at him “that the best you got?” The man who just hit her in the face, hunkered down to look at her, “Boss we got a feisty little one” the man in the shadows speaks “oh! She will cooperate soon enough, all we have to do is wait for Joe to bring her daughter to us” at that moment it literally felt like her whole world crumbles “NO! Please… leave her alone, please” tears streaming down her cheeks, she's practically begging now.

The man in the shadows, grunts “shut her up”. And without warning the fist meets her face again and again and again, until everything around went dark, and her head slumped.

Screaming coming from the other side of the door helped her gain consciousness. All she could make out was “how the hell did Crowley kill Joe , you shot Crowley and where's the girl?” the other man replying “they're gone, completely gone” a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, Crowley and Lainey are safe. With that , it's like she found her second wind, knowing that the two people she loved the most are okay, she inhaled a sharp breath, and started tilting the chair back and forth, until it finally tilted over. Shattering the wooden chair, she quickly untangled her hands from the restraints. Taking a broken piece of wood, getting into a fighting stance as soon as she heard the door open the man bouldering “what the hell” he was surprised to see her free , “how?” She smirked, “you picked a fight with the wrong woman”

The man lunges at her, and she ducks hitting him with the piece of wood, he winches but grabs ahold of her waist, throwing her on the ground, kicked her in the ribs, a gut wrenching scream fell from her lips, and he laughed but it didn't last long, she was angry, they threatened Lainey, hurt Crowley and kidnapped her, her fist met his face and she kept hitting until he finally stumbled backwards and she got up, and with one last kick from her, he fell to the ground.

She quickly but painfully made her way to the big doors, looking down the hallway, searching for the other man, but she didn't see anything, so she silently made her way through the building opening the one last door the fresh cool air hit her face. She lets out a breath she didn't know she had. She heard footsteps coming closer and quickly hid behind a car.

Her heart beating in her chest, having to cover her mouth with her hand, due to her ragged breathing, tears burning behind her eyes, her heart nearly stopped, when she heard a gunshot, the voice came.

The man growled, “Lad's you better tell me, where the hell is my Bridget” he grunted again “you better hope and pray you haven't touched a hair on her head,” shoots another shot “I will kill each and everyone of you, until you tell me, where my woman is.”

She peeks out, it sounds like him, can it be him? She whispered “Crowley? Is that you?”

He paused for a few seconds “love?” He tried looking around but he just couldn't see her, then out of nowhere she came running towards him whisper-shouting “Crowley!!!!” He couldn't help it, smiling she's okay, she's here, but the smile disappeared, the moment when he saw her beautiful face beaten again, he growled “I'm going to kill every damn lad who did this to you” he brushed with the pad of his thumb against her bruised jaw, seeing her winch but yet lean into his touch, he gasped “Love! I'm sorry, I could not protect you”

She looked up at him, her eyes wide, filled with gratitude “your here now, you came for me again” he cups her face in his hands, his voice a little rasp “always love always” she wrapped her small hands over his wrists, “I…. I… thought I lost you” he simply shook his head, gave her a quick kiss, and spoke “no love, I have two reasons to stay alive now!” Her eyes locked with his “y ..you do?” Crowley smiled replying nonchalantly , and like it's the most natural thing to say, “You and Lainey,” Silent tears started rolling down her cheeks, Crowley looked at her concerned “Angel? Are you hurt? Why are you crying?” She shook her head, “No” sniffles a little “y…you are a wonderful man” he stared at her, and in her eyes, he could, maybe start believing there's good in him After All. He didn't reply, no his pride would not allow him to, so instead his lips plunged into her's, and in that moment he showed her, his heart, with a rhythmic dance of his lips. Despite the danger and the pouring rain, the world seemed to disappear at that moment.

After what seemed like an eternity they came up for air, he took her hand, his voice a little gruff “let me get you home love” as she just walked with him, but then she stopped, looking at him “How did you find me?” he Snickers “I have my ways” she glared at him, “tell me!” “Promise, you won't be mad?” Raising her voice a little “Crowley, tell me” he Huff's, “fine! One of my men betrayed me, that's why, they got in my house so quickly, and we'll let's just say I forced the location out of him, where they kept you!” She looked at him, some parts of him scares the hell out of her, but he did it for a good reason, her eyes drifting to his hands, clear sign of the bloody knuckles where he used them probably to ‘persuade’ the guy to talk. So she just softly replies “thank you”. Crowley smirked “anything for you love, but now it's your turn, how'd you get out without my help?” She smiled, and looked at her own hands with the bruised knuckles, “tell you on the way home” and with that they got in his truck and drove off.

She told him how she got out of that sticky situation, and how hearing that he and Lainey was safe was all the strength she needed, and of course he was curious as to how he's sweet angel has a certain dark past that she seems to keep hidden, he silently made a promise to himself, that he'll find out, what exactly makes this beautiful woman tick. But for now he's content in knowing that his two girls are safe, and as for the people who's after them, he'll find them and bring all sorts of hell unto them, his the ‘devil’ for a reason.

They pulled into a driveway of his safe house, catching a glance of how Bri's face lit up, as she knew she was about to see her daughter. He left Lainey with doctor Pierce, after he patched him up, They opened the door, and when that little girl saw her mother she ran towards her joyfully “Mommy, Mommy” Bridget fell to the floor hugging her little girl “I'm so happy you're safe sweetie, so happy” the two of them cried and hugged, and for a little while Lainey just looked at her Mommy lovingly, and finally she fell asleep, in her arms, the day’s finally catching up to her. Doctor Pierce's voice broke through, “Lainey said she knows Cowley will get her Mommy back to her, but until then she will not sleep” Bridget smiled looking at the old Doctor, who she came to love as a father “thank you, really, thank you”.

After they put Lainey to bed, Bri went to take a bath, and came out wearing one of Crowley's shirts. She walked barefoot to the kitchen, her breathing nearly hitched when she saw Crowley standing there in only grey joggers, seeing the bandage by his shoulder blade, a small gasped rolled over her lips, and she hugged him from behind, a brittle whisper, “I'm so happy you're okay,”.

He was taken by surprise, his heart beating in his chest, he just stood there, washing the blood from his hands, from the beating he gave one of his men, he turned around, placing his big hands on her shoulders, his voice stern “don't… just don't fall in love with me, I'm a devil” she looked up at him and smiled “Oh I know, but I still want you” his dark brown eyes piercing her as he warned “do you even know what a devil is?” She took his hands into her's, and softly replied “yes… yes I know…” he looked at her, searching her eyes, for a reason, anything, did she not understand who he was? She stood on her tippy toes, her small hand's sending a blaze of fire as it went up towards his shoulder then finally resting in the crook of his neck, while her thumbs are brushing against his jaw, she looked at him, “I know what a devil is, just an angel filled with pain.” She pulled him down so she could kiss him, he let her, and as their lips met again he whispered, “woman you're too good for me”. And in one swift motion he picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he led her to the bedroom.

@jackles010378 @winchesterwild78 @angelbabyyy99 @bookishtheaterlover7 @k-slla @cevansbaby-dove @cutedisneygirl

[strawberrylarvae]

analyze your fav mutuals and their aesthetics !

this is a difficult but fun ask . . so ill try mi best . . ❤︎

@dollykiller . . queen of th gas station . . vry lizzy grant

@ballerinainterrupted . . th swan queen . . vry nina sayers

@dizziestgirlontheplayground . . th url describes it perfectly . .

@angelumbine . . a fallen angel dressd in all pink . . ?

@bruisedlittleangel . . a girl livin in a lil pink cottage in th woods surrounded by butterflies n flowrs . .

@taxidermycatgirl . . a girl in a pink babydoll drss pickin up all th bugs . . evn th dead ones . . namin em . . n takin em home

@frgetmenots . . a girl who fell down th rabbithole n got lost . . vry alice in wondrlnd

@hurtingangels . . a girl in a babydoll dress tht treasures her lil knife collection . .

[k1ttybunz]

goodmorning everyponey face rev i guess..why not no one will see this page anyway >///<

[val-1s-world]

"Sometimes, I get angry at myself for having the heart I do. I’m scared to love again because the last time I did, it broke me. I found myself on my knees, begging God to take away the pain in my heart—a pain that’s been silently killing me ever since." £

[nescaveckwriter]

Hurting Angel - Chapter Two 🐞🥹

Crowley x Reader

A/N: Hey my bugsies, for some kind of reason I just love writing about Crowley, I hope you all enjoy it just as much 🐞🥰

Side Note: Thanks for all the love and support 🐞🥰🩷🧡❤️

Warnings: Violence, mentions of blood and medical equipment, some light swearing, punching, mentions of weapons if anything else let me know.🥰🐞

''What was that noise?'' he demanded

As the man walks closer towards his bodyguards, he sees the car, with the woman inside, her face on the steering wheel, blood streaming down her side, lifting a brow ''well are you two just going to stand there, or remove the woman from the car?''

''Sorry boss!'' he mumbled, the two remove the woman gently from the vehicle, thinking the injuries she sustained, is from the car crash, they drag her onto the grass. 

Glancing at the woman's body, kneeling down to check for a pulse, she's breathing, but barely, scanning over her body, her skin color is pale, some open gashes on her face, her body covered in what looks like a comforter, the left side is drenched in blood, his fingers slowly unravels the comforter from her, exposing the sowed up gash, blood coming from the wound, let's him know its, not older than a few hours maybe.

Removing his black tailored suit jacket, applying pressure, his voice bitter, ''You minion'' showing towards the shorter bodyguard ''get Doctor Pierce, on the phone, tell him its urgent'' cocking his head towards the taller guy, ''You clear the dining room table''

''But Sir, shouldn't we call 911'' he stutters

''I said now, fool!'' he sneered

He cradle's the woman in his arms gently, carrying her towards the dining room table, placing her down softly, still applying pressure, he feels her body moving underneath his hands, he's voice low ''lay still love'' hearing her whine and whimper, ''I know your in pain, help is coming soon'' observing her face, the color around her plum lips, turning slight bluish, her eyes, half way open, but tired, trying to soothe the pain she must be in, he thumbs away the stray tear running down her cheek. 

The rising and falling off her chest is getting slower and slower, till there's no movement in sight anymore. ''Where the hell is the doctor'' he shouts, ordering one of the men to hold pressure on the wound as he starts chest compressions, he does not stop despite the sound off her ribs cracking underneath his hands.

Not taking sight of the older man entering his house, finding his way towards the dining room table, the things that man has seen, the wounds he healed, the bullets he removed, the men he couldn't save, always on stand by for the devil, of course he'll complain about it, but in all honesty this man, everyone believes to be so evil, gave him purpose again. Walking towards in he surely didn't expect a woman laying on the table and Crowley administering CPR. Jumping right into action, ordering the men to unpack everything, all while scolding them, for not explaining the whole situation on the phone.

What seems like hours, he finally stabilized the woman, after doing a life blood transfusion from Crowley to the woman, luckily he's blood group is 'O' which makes him a universal blood donor. Removing the gloves from his hands, shaking his head, ''The fact that there's people in this world that will purposely butcher people to make money, sickens me'' his voice revealing the frustration. 

''Hey Doc, how is she,?'' his voice tight

''Truly only time will tell, I can't simply give you a straight answer, there's a chance that the wound might get infected and she'll need to take immunosuppressant's for quite a while, hoping it works well, she'll live a normal life with just one kidney, but there can be complications.'' he sighs

Mumbling underneath his breath ''when I get ahold off these animals I will unleash all hell on them'' his eyes darker than normal.

A half-smile on the doctors face ''I will get the required medication she needs tomorrow''

''Thanks Doc, you will will be well reimbursed for everything'' he confirmed

''The only payment I need is for her to get well again,'' he announced

The two men sat at her bedside, not really saying anything, just keeping an eye on the fragile human being, hoping she pulls through. Every now and then the Crime Boss gets up and walks around making calls arranging that the car she came with, will be destroyed, as well as phoning all his contacts, so that he can figure out what organization or syndicate is into organ trafficking, its his streets and there are damn rules the people around him needs to stick too. No human or organ trafficking is allowed.     

Opening her eyes, turning her head to the sunrays, pushing threw the opening in the thick dark blue curtains, the windows is gigantic, her head is spinning, not fully comprehending where she's at, glancing down, her body is tugged underneath a thick blanket, removing her arms slowly, something pulls at her skin, focusing on her hand now, inspecting the needle that's inserted into a vein, that's attached to a tube-like cable, going up the way to a drip, with her free hand she removes the blanket exposing her body in an oversized buttoned up shirt, there's cables that's sticking to her chest, glaring over to the side off the bed, there's monitors, with readings of heart beats per minute, what looks like blood pressure and something else. 

Still a little hazy, she tries to remember what happened, and like waves it come crashing to her, the bar, the bathtub with ice, the open gash on her side, the car she stole, the crash, and then the men with guns, by now, the alarms on the monitors are alerting everyone that her blood pressure is skyrocketing, her stomach is turning, her breathing rapid, she pulls at the chords, removing it, from her chest,  then tugs at the needle in her hand, quickly sliding out of the queen size bed, the oversized shirt, hanging loosely over her thighs, tiptoeing through the room, until she comes in front of the wooden door, she hears fast paced footsteps coming closer, searching in the room for something, to her left she sees a vase, grabbing ahold of it, she stands against the wall, as soon as the door opens, she hits the back of a grey man's head.

Not wasting anymore time, she starts running, the adrenaline too much, to think about the pain, she needs to get away, not a single clue of where to go, she runs down the stairs, hoping to find the way out, to find safety. Her feet brushes the last step, tilting her head to the right , there's what seems like to be a dining room and then towards her left, there it is, the big entry way, double wooden doors, she takes off towards the door, but all of the sudden she feels strong arms grabbing ahold off her from the back, a British accent that leaves her cold.

''Where do you think your going?'' he questioned

Her voice throaty ''Let me go you freak''

''Calm the hell down, and I just might'' he expressed

A muscle in her jaw tightened as she gritted her teeth. ''Fine''

He let her down easy, afraid to hurt her. She turns around taking in the man, his hair dark, his eyes even darker, and without any warning she balls a fist, punching him in the jaw. He doesn't even stumble backwards, instead he smiles, as he licks off the drop off blood that formed on his lips, shocked she balls her fists again, before she could punch him again, he grabs ahold off her wrists, his voice, husky, ''Is this the thanks I get for saving your life love''

Her eyes wide, her breath shaky. ''For all I know you have some hero complex, first you butcher me, then save me, and then you keep me alive as part of a sick game.''

A giggle escapes his lips, ''Aren't you a clever one'' 

''Let me go, and I won't call the cops, I have people looking for me, so it'd be better for you if you let me go'' she demanded

''Oh love, lets face it, no-one is looking for you, you've been here for four days, and there's no missing person reports, of anyone matching your description.'' he hissed

Her eyes wells up with tears, ''W...what do you mean four days?''

''The doctor can explain why, but yes four days'' his voice low

Tears running down her face, ''You need to let me go, my daughter s...she's probably thinks I abandoned her, please just let me go, I won't report it.''

The sadness and fear in her eyes, gives him a sharp pain in his chest, his voice, soft and low ''Let the doctor check you out first please, then we can go get your daughter'' he lets go of her wrists.

''No, I'm not coming back here, and I'm definitely not bringing my daughter here.'' she exclaimed

''Listen I understand why you might feel I'm the bad guy, but I'm not, not entirely anyway'' he smirked

Before she could say anything else, she feels a pinch of a needle in her neck, making her limbs go numb. Before she crashes to the ground, the British man with his dark eyes catches her. The last thing she heard was the man letting out laugher as he said, ''she's got you good Doc'' before everything went dark.

Chapter One Here 🐞

Chapter Two Here 🐞

Chapter Three Here 🐞

Chapter Four Here