#hyperionical

Or tails.

you're gonna creep on me here now too? yes good

[text] No, no, who said that? [sent] [text] I don't love you at all. Not one bit. [sent] [text] But you're terribly endearing and dashing and--I'm conflicted. [sent]

"How's the Dahmer life going, mate?" It wasn't difficult to pinpoint demons, especially since Crowley could see right through the flesh disguise. However, Belial was always one the demon could smell before he even saw him. The other's cravings gave him the wretched stink that was reminiscent of home, mixed in with the distinct scent of charred bone and feather.