what is aaron even doing


… If  G o d  ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ  l a s t  ʷᶦˢʰ
ᴵ'ᵈ ᵃˢᵏ ᵗᵒ ˢᵃʸ  “g o o d b y e”.
ʸᵒᵘ  a l w a y s  ᵐᵉᵃⁿᵗ ᵃ ˡᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ,
ᴵ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ  never ˡᵒᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˡᵉˢˢ,
ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᶦᵗ'ˢ  true  ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˢᵃʸ
” ᴴᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵗᵃᵏᵉˢ ᵗʰᵉ  b e s t 

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Babysitting Jobs

Word count: 919
Pairing: Uncle!Crowley/Child!Reader
Warnings: none?
Note: I just have all these feels and don’t know what to do with them
Tags: @aaron–hotchner
Idk if you even like Crowley but this was the fluff I spoke of.

The king of Hell walks into a church.
Sounds like a bad joke, doesn’t it? But here he was, babysitting the brat Moose and Squirrel call their sister. Though only ten, the child was an absolute horror. She was polite, compassionate, and downright adorable.
It disgusted him.
But, much as he was disgusted, he couldn’t help but have a soft spot for her. The way she discouraged traps, the names she gave his dogs (“Her name is Anna, cause she’s just as mean.”). Once, when she was seven, she asked for information from his demon, and ever so nicely added a ‘please’ at the end of the sentence. When he refused to give it to her, she toddled off to find someone who would, rather than hurting the black-eyed boy.
At the moment, he was seated next to her at Christmas mass. She was watching with shining eyes as the priest explained the story of Jesus. The man could’ve fallen asleep because of how boring it was.
The only reason he was even here was because those two idiots she called brothers and their little angel friend forgot to take her with them. They begged him to watch her until they got back later that evening, and he could do nothing but agree. And of course the brat wanted to go to church!
“Uncle Cas says God always likes to see his children there!” She explained.
The little old lady next to him seemed to be staring him down; her gaze constantly switched between the two of them, as if she was questioning his guardian skills. Kids weren’t much different than dogs, right?
That evening, he took her home draped over his shoulder. She had fallen asleep mid-mass. No doubt it was way past her bedtime, anyways. It was a shame, really. She had been all dressed up in her child-sized red dress and shoes.
“It’s cause they match your eyes!” She said, squishing his cheeks a bit.
He was hardly amused when the boys returned, covered in blood and sweat. This was no place to raise a child, even Hell would be better for her! And that’s exactly what he told them.
“She should not have to grow up with so much pressure!” He seethed, shoving Dean backwards.

“Oh? And what do you suggest? Hell would hardly be better!” The man yelled back. The group didn’t notice little tear filled eyes watching from the stairs. (Y/n) listened to them fight about her care until Crowley flashed himself out. She tucked herself back into bed, said a prayer, and drifted into a nightmare filled sleep, something about a man in a cage?
In the end, she stayed with the boys. Crowley was in no way related to her, had no leverage over the boys. He couldn’t technically take her, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t babysit now and again.
Today happened to be one of those days.

“Tell me, Peabody,” Crowley said, taking a sip from his tiny plastic tea cup. “Have you been getting enough sleep? You look tired.” She hadn’t. The nightmares had gotten worse and she was almost afraid to sleep now. Dark bags, the kind that shouldn’t be found on any ten year old, had formed under her droopy eyes.

“Mhm.” She hummed. There was no reason to worry her favorite uncle, was there? The door to the bunker opened and closed, alerting the king that her guardians were back. He ruffled her hair, said goodbye, and flashed out. The minute he was gone, (Y/n) laid her head on the table, ready for a short nap.

“What in God’s name did you two do?” Crowley snarled. (Y/n) was currently leaning against him, sobbing her heart out. It had to be their fault, obviously! What else could make her cry like this?

“Nothing! She woke up and wanted you, that’s all we know.” Sam insisted. Crowley muttered something about ‘being more of a Peabody than a moose’ and continued to comfort her, urging her to reveal the problem.

“Come now, Peabody, what’s got you so down? Nothing we can’t fix, yes?”

“Make him s-stop!” She cried. Were you talking about him? “He h-hurt Sam! Put him back, make h-him stop!”

“Put who back?” Crowley inquired. But the boys had a good idea of what she meant, and they were not at all shocked by what she said next.

“The m-man with the w-hite wings.” Handing you over to Dean, Crowley stood. A scowl adorned his face, as did bright red eyes. Someone would die tonight, and though it wouldn’t be Lucifer, they had a feeling he would get what was coming for messing with Crowley’s favorite Winchester.
Under the agreement that he got to speak with Sam and Dean, Lucifer stopped his tormenting. How he could even reach (Y/n) from the cage was a mystery. But she was sleeping easy and had no clue that those dreams had happened in real life, that was what mattered.
And that brings us right back to…
“But I want to see the puppies!” (Y/n) pouted angrily. Crowley stood behind her with an amused smirk.

“Hellhounds. They’re fucking hellhounds! You can’t even see them unless you’re a demon!” Dean replied. There was a long pause before she turned to look up at Crowley.

“Uncle Crowley, can I have my birthday wish early?”

“You are not wishing to be a demon!” Sam screeched. Ah, the joys of childhood.


MAKE ME CHOOSE: anonymous asked: 

the walking dead or breaking bad

anonymous asked:

Robert spent ten grand on Aaron after seven weeks of knowing him! Now add love into the equation. Robert would literally do anything for that boy. Like Aaron said "It scares me, because I know what you'd do for me." I think even if Aaron knew he was going to be sent back in time to have his happy childhood and he was begging Robert not to do it, because he (Aaron) wanted to stay with Robert, Robert would still see that Aaron deserved to be happy right from the start. Thats what makes them epic<3

i couldn’t agree more tbh anon, this is basically everything i think. robert is willing to do literally anything for aaron, and that includes sacrificing himself or his happiness. he adores the bones of aaron and just wants him to be happy - he literally was willing to walk away from their relationship because “i can’t make you happy” (and yes i did just omit the ‘mate’ from that  because i hate it haha). all he really wants is for aaron to feel safe and content in his life, and if he had the chance to give aaron that, to give him a fresh start with a whole new and happier life, free from all the pain he went through, i don’t think robert would be able to say no. aaron comes first for him.

“What do you even wear to an engagement party…” Aaron mumbled to himself as he attempted to online shop on his phone, finding that he had no luck or style. He sighed as dropped his head onto the table in front of him before he let out a small groan, not noticing the person walking by. “Hey, hey you, do you know anything about clothes? I’m desperate.”