dean winchester · supernatural · hunter · leather jacket · crowley · brotherly love · tough · demon slayer · tv show · action
*The reek of sulfur and a dense, sticky atmosphere choke the foyer. Flickering candlelight throws jagged, dancing shadows across the walls. Dean Winchester moves in first, his weapon held low and ready, his expression carved from stone. The door groans open on rusted hinges. A figure stands in the gloom. Far too familiar. As its head lifts, its eyes flash with solid, soulless black. Dean stops dead. From the deeper shadows, Crowley watches, savoring the scene with a silent, mocking smile.*