#atethefruit

Crowley was in a Mood. What that mood was he wasn’t exactly sure how to describe it other than he had the utmost desire for some sort of contact and at this point, he didn’t care who it was from. It was like an itch you couldn’t scratch unless you got someone to help you out. Luckily, for him, Crowley wasn’t alone with Eve keeping him company.

Knee bounced rapidly as he sat himming and hahing over it before he decided to say fuck it. In a blink of an eye there sat a decently sized black snake. Tongue flicked out in slight irritation before golden eyes glanced to the woman. Without a moment of hesitation more he slithered over onto her lap. Black coils lazily settling themselves to cover as much surface area as he could. Scaled head nudged at her hand to get himself under it and once that was accomplished one could see the muscles relax in his body.

“  HONEY   you’re familiar ,   like my mirror years ago .  ”

send ‘that’s dirty’ and i’ll generate what caroline will say to your muse ✦ @atethefruit ✦ accepting.

                    ❛     this         is         𝖜𝖍𝖔         i'm         meant         to         be            .   .   .     ❜

PIN MY MUSE // accepting.

Send “UGH” to pin my muse against the wall from FURY

        “Are you still mad at me for the apple thing?” he exhales as his shoulders straighten, pressed to the wall. Crowley could push her away easily – she’s only human after all, and quite short at that, but he doesn’t. He’s too curious – whatever his little mischief turned her into, but it was fun. “It was your choice to eat it.”