He follows Lucifer inside and his eyes light up when the couch is offered. "Couch sounds good. I guess I should introduce myself, though. Warlock Do-erm, Crowley...sorry, I just got my name changed." He extends a hand around the pile of take-out in his arms, looking around the room.
He'd been drawn to the place by what he called his problem-dreams, not a full 'vision', just flashes of objects, buildings, and his host's face. Which meant he had to let things play out without knowing what he was getting into.
"Nice apartment...sorry you had bad houseguests," he says, a bit distracted by trying to remember what exactly he'd seen in his sleep.
Hello
He looked her up and down. " I'm guessing your another one? Peachy? What are you going to do now? Bring animals into my penthouse? Destroy the place? Make me sign a paper against my will? What's next? " He scoffed, sipping on his bourbon.
Hey, you’re the one who taught me reject authority.
Ok, everyone please quit picking in Mom. He’s a very scary demon with the reputation to prove it.
We’ve been over this: I’m not your mother, she just paid me to take care of you because she’s…a busy woman.
At the sound of Crowley’s voice, Warlock’s eyes snap open and he jumps a little in surprise. The remote drops at the break in concentration. The boy nods at Crowley’s comment. “Sorry…” is all he manages to get out.
*tackle hugs from behind then buries face in Crowley’s wings*
Wh—?! Oh, it’s you! Hello little lad.
Isn't that what fanfiction and rp is for? Don't take our writing opportunities from us!
they should invent a supernatural where they're normal and like feel happy and have a good time and no one is mean to cas
*He hesitates* You didn’t come back after that…was Dad mad about it?
@warlocknottheantichristdowling look what I found! It was in the boot of my car!
*He grins and shrugs*
Not really, no.
Ok, everyone please quit picking in Mom. He’s a very scary demon with the reputation to prove it.
We’ve been over this: I’m not your mother, she just paid me to take care of you because she’s…a busy woman.
Warlock nods, giggling a little, before letting go to come around front and hug Crowley the normal way.
*tackle hugs from behind then buries face in Crowley’s wings*
Wh—?! Oh, it’s you! Hello little lad.
*He nods and smiles. It’s not the teasing grin from earlier but more of an unsure smile like he’s thinking of doing something that might embarrass himself*
Ok. Just between you, me, and Dad.
Ok, everyone please quit picking in Mom. He’s a very scary demon with the reputation to prove it.
We’ve been over this: I’m not your mother, she just paid me to take care of you because she’s…a busy woman.
*Warlock shakes his head, his hair swishing a little as he tries to find the right words*
You basically just lost your best friend, I have every reason to be looking after you.
*hug*
*He takes the hug wordlessly and shivers into the boy's hair. This might actually be his breaking point, as the tears begin to fall finally. What an unfair thing, to worry a child.*
Ok, a couple Warlock Headcanons
He’s very much so Pan
He’s some kinda psychic (he doesn’t really understand it, he just knows that he can see wings on people like Nanny and Brother Francis)
He just never mentions it, just seems to space out forever.
He doesn’t wanna look crazy of offend anyone, so again, no mention. Some telekinesis and fortune telling. Minor minor on the latter
Ok, so the fortune telling thing kinda gets better (worse?) He can see more, but it’s mainly in dreams and usually only the bad shit.
He has a teddy named Hethpin (HETH-pin) the second. It was supposed to be hellspawn, but his toddler lisp had other ideas:
He’s not an ass, it was just pre-teen thing, and he was a little annoyed that Nanny and Br. Francis kept popping up with different names and jobs. How hard is it for his parents to notice these are the same people that they hired years ago?
He’s distant from his parent
He changes his last name at some point to distance himself from his dad’s influence. Somehow ends up choosing Crowley
His middle name’s Anthony.
He can be a dork.
He still hums Nanny’s lullaby when he’s stressed, distracted, or tired.
He can be an ass. A lovable one, but an ass.
Older!Warlock gaceclaim is Jared Padaleki:
He has a snake tattoo on his left arm and a dove on his right shoulder:
(Warlock roleplayer. I'm back, tumblr locked me out of the old account. Let's try this a 3rd time.Ace, genderfluid mun. No smut )
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