You absolutely jolted at the sound of that familiar voice and British lilt in your ear. "Crowley? Your gift?!" You looked back up at the building on the other side of the police tape, awash in alternating blue and red lights. "You mean my dead boss?!" you asked incredulously.
Crowley shifted and slid his hands into his pockets casually. "You said he was giving you trouble."
"That doesn't mean I wanted you to kill him!" you said, rounding on him again.
His eyebrows lifted. "Really? Humans are strange," he mused. "Oh, well. Problem removed. You're welcome, love." He smiled that damn smile, the one that quickened the pace of your heart despite all your best instincts. You did your best to ignore it.
Your jaw tensed. "Crowley... stop trying to give me gifts, okay? They're a little bit horrifying. It's like you're a cat bringing me dead birds."
"Can't stop, won't stop, darling. Oh—I think you should expect a promotion." With one more smirk, he was gone.
Happy Supporting Character Saturday! Ahh, the King of Hell. Always so fun to write. <3
Santiago actually waited for the wendigo. However, he didn't do it at his home. He was outside, in the parking lot roof to be exact. He had a face cover, covering up to his nose. The reason why was to avoid attention or to reduce it as much as possible. This also reduce the chances for a surprise attack...or at least he hoped. He texted the other his location, ready for his possible last battle.
Samael knocked on his door. He had food with him, ready for a nice meal with his boyfriend. They haven’t seen each other in a while. Fergus had been busy and he had been distracted with his brother coming back. Now it was time to catch up.
Good morning, Tumblr, I know I'm on here feckin constantly, but here is a small spam of my fur baby bc he has been so clingy and adorable the past few days.
Samael was almost done with finishing everything. This was almost like a mirrored version of their last date. The only difference is that it was Samael who was doing all the cooking. Well there was another difference, but he wanted to keep that as a surprise for Fergus. One that he was happy to show as soon as he heard the knock on the door. He went ahead and opened it to reveal his joyful self in just an apron.