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Jonathan Crowley
Requested by @pixxie-princess (he's the good guy I promise)
His voice was low and cranky, which most people who'd met him would have explained meant he was in a fairly good mood
Something about the way he laughed had that effect on people. Made them want to hide under the covers and stay hidden for a long time. It was something he dealt with.
"That was the best you had, sunshine. Now it's my turn."
He had places to go and things to kill. Crowley liked to stay busy. It helped him sleep at night.
Her face couldn't have been redder if she'd actually chosen to paint it with the overly glossy lipstick she wore. "How dare you!"
"Its frighteningly easy, just at this moment, cupcake!"
In an instant he was flooded with memories. Touching her hand as he drove them down the highway to the new home he'd had built for her, far away from his other residence, because she didn't need to know about that part of his life, the part he'd gladly given up for her.
Of course the other memories came again too, straining against the spikes through his wrists and ankles as the demon forced itself on her, not for sexual gratification or even to impregnate her, as demons often tried, but solely to enjoy his suffering as he watched his wife defiled and tortured. "Your children suffered too."
The man standing a few feet away from him and holding his phone was grinning ear-to-ear, with what had to be the craziest smile he'd ever seen. Not happy crazy, but scary, psychotic, I-eat-babies-for-lunch-and-their-momies-for-dinner crazy. The man was average, almost painfully so, except for that mad grin. His hair was brown, his eyes were brown behind rimless glasses, even his clothes were so damn plain as to fade into the woodwork.
Crowley moved forward, his heart hammering. He was immortal. That was his unique talent in the universe. No matter what happened, he'd live through anything done to him. He was not bulletproof and sometimes healing took awhile. Also, bullets hurt. A lot.
"Why dont you put the guns down and we can settle this the old fashioned way?" "I don't think that was the philosophy you used last time we met, Crowley." The voice was strained, and the facial expression under the clown makeup was pure rage. Crowley knew just how he felt.
"You tried to burn me alive."
"You got in my way!"
The smile he flashed was purely predatory and the man flinched as surely as if Crowley had spat at him.
Writ in Blood, Cherry Hill and One Bad Week - James A. Moore
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metronn · 4 years ago
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playlists + moodboards
this is a masterlist of every playlist i've posted with graphics. it's going here until i know... where to put it.
star trek
spock (character)
bones (character)
kirk (character)
mcspirk (ship)
wolf 359
wolf 359 as a podcast
kepcobi (ship)
eiffel and hilbert (ship? characters? something???)
renée minkowski (character)
warren kepler (character)
daniel jacobi (character)
hera (character)
alexander hilbert (character) (soundtrack)
alana maxwell (character)
doug eiffel (character) (soundtrack)
isabel lovelace (character)
elementary
sheriarty (ship)
sherlock holmes (character)
the magnus archives
peter lukas (character)
tim stoker (character)
oliver banks / mike crew (ship)
mike crew (character)
oliver banks (character)
melanie king (character)
basira hussain (character)
daisy tonner / basira hussain (ship)
jonathan sims (character)
martin blackwood (character)
jonmartin (ship)
peter lukas / elias bouchard (ship)
daisy tonner (character)
elias bouchard (character)
the magnus archives (the entities)
the buried
the corruption
the dark
the desolation
the end
the extinction
the eye
the flesh
the hunt
the lonely
the slaughter
the spiral
the stranger
the vast (my beloved)
the web
scream
sidney prescott (character)
billy loomis / stu macher (ship)
dewey / gale (ship)
stargate: sg-1
daniel jackson (character)
stargate: atlantis
john / rodney (ship)
the empty man as a comic
secrets of the immortal nicholas flamel
sophie newman (character)
niccolo machiavelli (character)
josh newman (character)
john dee (character)
billy / john / niccolo (ship - old)
inception
inception as a movie
arthur / eames (ship)
the cabin in the woods as a movie
the old guard
the old guard as a movie
andy (character)
booker (character)
nile (character)
joe / nicky (ship)
andy / quynh (ship)
the binding of isaac (playable characters)
the forgotten
keeper
the lost
apollyon
lilith
eden
lazarus
azazel
samson
eve
???
judas
cain
magdalene
isaac
lock, stock, and two smoking barrels
soap / tom (ship)
lock stock as a movie
dirk gently's holistic detective agency
dirk / todd (ship)
hannibal
will / hannibal (ship)
the x-files
mulder / krycek (ship)
mulder / scully (ship)
supernatural
destiel (ship - new)
destiel (ship - old)
arthur ketch (character - new)
mick davies (character - new)
spider-man
harry osborn / peter parker (ship)
pacific rim
newt / hermann (ship)
neon genesis evangelion
kaworu / shinji (ship)
terminator: dark fate
dani / grace (ship)
dark matter
three / one (ship)
watchmen
dan / rorschach (ship)
avatar: the last airbender
zuko (character)
stranger things
murray / alexei (ship) (lol)
nancy / jonathan / steve (ship)
three billboards outside ebbing, missouri
red welby and jason dixon (ship? characters? something?)
young avengers
tommy / noh-varr (ship)
kate / america (ship)
agents of shield
fitz / ward (ship) (ouch)
agents of shield as a show (early seasons only)
x-men
cherik (ship)
the umbrella academy
vanya (character)
ben (character)
five (character)
allison (character)
klaus (character)
diego (character)
luther (character)
IT
reddie (ship)
stenbrough (ship)
the binding
lucian / emmett (ship)
the thick of it
adam / fergus (ship)
malcolm / jamie (ship)
john dies at the end as a book
doctor who
john simm as the master (character)
david tennant as the doctor (character)
good omens
aziraphale / crowley (ship)
re-animator
herbert west (character)
gravity falls
gravity falls as a show
sad/afraid (for bill-related reasons) gravity falls playlist
these are the playlists i’ve uploaded with graphics so far.
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"EVERY SOUL WILL SCREAM"
Cecil Phelps had been a nice man in life. He was less pleasant in death.
A stage was growing from the ruptured turf. Almost ten feet wide and easily as deep, it rose smoothly through the rising applause of the people. One figure rose with it, a tall, almost gaunt man with dark, curling hair that fell to his shoulders in a thick cascade. He wore a top hat and tails, gaudily festooned with sequins and done completely in red.
The skin on his face was drawn tight, stretched over bones to the point where he was surprised not to see the skull beneath as the flesh tore away. Thick greasepaint covered the flesh, painting the features titanium white except where the other colors had gone over the first layer. Dark blue triangles replaced the clown's eyebrows and were mirrored below pale blue eyes. His aquiline nose was normal save for a single red dot the same color as his outfit, and his lips were painted into a crimson smile that was broken only by the perfect white teeth revealed when his real lips parted.
"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls!" The voice seemed to come not only from the clown but from the tent itself. "Welcome to the Alexander Halston Carnival of the Fantastic!"
"Hi there." He called out loudly and made sure he was heard over the noise of the crowd and the music. The people in their seats didn't notice him, but the clown posse did. Most of them just frowned, one of them actually growled in his general direction, and the one in the fancy tuxedo smiled warmly
"Well, howdy, stranger! Looks like we have a new friend, folks. A man who just couldn't resist joining us for the show!"
"Well, howdy right back, cupcake. Would you like to discuss the agenda for your show, or should we just get to the part where I kick your ass?"
The gaudy ringmaster laughed out loud and the crowd ate it up.
"You must be Jonathan Crowley, am I right?"
"Still, you can't say we didn't give you a chance to leave. I mean, I've heard a few stories about how tough you are, but do you really think you can take on all of us?"
"What? Five clowns? I've taken on six or seven clowns a few times, including once at a Ronald McDonald look-alike contest. Man, those guys get pissy when they lose out on a free Big Mac."
The clown looked at him, puzzled by the reference, and then shrugged it off.
"What's a cell phone?"
Crowley arched an eyebrow
"A cell phone, you moron. A portable phone."
"They make portable phones?" The clown seemed genuinely shocked
The clowns on the stage made varying noises of disbelief, the most eloquent of which came from Rufo himself, who said in a subdued voice, "He can't do that. That's impossible."
Dave smiled through the pain. "Yeah? So's coming back from the dead, asshole."
Rufo, apparently too distracted to really take offense, merely thumped him on the back of the head and warned him about using dirty language.
-Dark Carnival by James A. Moore
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