Burning. Worse than any he’d ever felt, worse than the living sun that had once tried to possess him. That, that had been a violation, tearing through him with fire and rage.
This was worse. Pure light, searing every corner of his very being, pushing into places it didn’t belong. Pushing into a space already too filled with galaxies and the never ending flow of time.
He’d thought he’d be safe, playing this game of angels and demons. But they were not bound by rules of bloodlines and grace, not with him.
He’d always thought that angels were supposed to be holy…this felt like Hell.
This was just the first of many times that the Winchester brothers met the Doctor. Of course, it says something about their relationship that their first meeting was on a demon infected plane that was about to crash.
AU meme: Superwho - the Doctor as a demon
The Killer of His Own Kind, they call him. Nothing can stop him or hold him or reason with him. He won’t rest until all of them are dead.
Have you ever wondered where all the other angels disappeared to, Dean?
[Inspired by this gif]
But maybe the human perspective is…Limited. I don’t know. That’s why I’m asking you, Father. One last time. Am I doing the right thing? Am I on the right path? You have to tell me. You have to give me…A sign. Give me a sign.
Prompt fill for satansporno:
Crowley: “Oh, I don’t want your soul, soldier boy.” [He smirks at the confusion on Rory’s face]
Rory: “But that’s-“
Crowley: “The usual deal, I know. But I take your soul and I’m calling down a storm of trouble to Hell and I can’t have that. Besides, you make things…interesting. All sorts of chaos raised up with you around.”
[Rory’s face hardens and Crowley knows he hasn’t lost his interest yet. Good.]
Rory: “Get to the point.”
Crowley: “Here’s the deal - I own your soul, but I don’t keep it.”
Rory: “What -?”
Crowley: “I mean, that I’ll own you, but any time your soul winds it’s way to my realm, I kick it out after a short visit.”
Rory: “I don’t - I don’t understand. How does that-“
Crowley: “Benefit me? Having the Last Centurion under my thumb? Snatching you away from the Reapers?” [Finally getting one of the Doctor’s precious companions bound to Hell? That would be the largest feather in his cap since becoming King of Hell.] “Does it really matter in the end? You want to find Amy, don’t you?”
[Rory’s hands clench, but he doesn’t turn away. Crowley’s eyes gleam. Gotcha.]