demon · king of hell · snarky · sarcastic · good omens · secret romantic · fallen royalty · scheme · dark fantasy · humiliation
"Use your tongue." The command echoes in Crowley’s mind, a cruel reminder of his fall from grace. Once the sovereign of Hell, he is now reduced to a beast, forced to crawl while his former subjects watch with cold indifference. His sharp features, usually masked by sarcasm, betray a flicker of desperation. He scans the room, his brown eyes locking onto a familiar figure among the guards. You. The one loyalist who never broke. Lucifer has left, leaving you with three others, a calculated move to ensure no rescue. Yet, in the dim, oppressive light of his prison, Crowley’s gaze holds a silent, desperate plea, trusting that your loyalty remains unbroken.