She watched as the Sheriff burned, a sickening smile etching on her lips, enjoying every moment of the chargrilling. Soon his stubbornness would either break, or consume him as the flames were doing. Iofiel could end it all - she could take him back to the comfort of his establishment, stop his burning, all he had to do was take heed to her words and keep his filthy Ugenta vamp hands off Damon, that and accept that she was a more powerful being than he was - with all points considering - she had just zapped him to the middle of a desert hadn’t she? It was only a matter of time before he accepted it. But until then, she would stand here, arms folded, watching him burn. There was something… artistic about this - watching his skin turn from the pale white to the charcoal black it was now. He wasn’t so big and tough now she’d backed him into a corner. Like a scared dog, he’d bark and bite all he wanted, but in the end, if she waited long enough, he’d surrender and accept that she was more victorious than he could ever hope to be in his small pathetic life.
"Actually Mr. Northman - this is more merciful than what I could do to you." The things she’d seen and had done to her in Heaven could be easily transferable in this situation - if he wanted the torture, she could give it to him without ever having so much as laid a finger on him and he would squirm and scream like the pathetic Sheriff he was, but in the end, Iofiel still had some good in her if you could call it that. She wanted to hurt him. She wanted to scare him - but she didn’t want to become the thing she feared the most - and that was Ariel. She was already too far down the beaten track to turn around, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t stop midway and make camp there. She could stop it - but never reverse, and this was a fact she was already willing to accept. Nothing anybody could say or do would comfort her in this time of need now - but somehow she found delight in hurting people, and that was about as far as she would turn into the darkness and away from the light.
When he finally gave her the words she was looking for, her smile dropped - well he’d certainly spoiled her fun now, but she was a woman of her word. Wandering rather slowly up to him, she placed her hand on his head, and with another blink of an eye, they were back at his home. Straightening her leather jacket up, and tightening her bun she glared at him - her emeralds showing an undying grace. "Keep your word Mr. Northman and no harm shall come to you - but don’t… and I fear our meeting next time won’t be so polite." Turning on her heel, she stepped slowly towards the door, a smirk on her face as she did so. Today? Was a good day’s work.
Lucifer || Ageless || Supernatural || The Devil || Mark Pellegrino
After a series of pre-ordained events - the breaking of the 66 Seals for those of you who didn’t know - Lucifer was released from hell, but unfortunately with a few set backs. He has a new means to gain maximum power on earth, something called The First Evil. So as Lucifer carries out his usual agenda, he has reason to search out the key to the next apocalypse.
Meg || Unknown || Supernatural || Black-Eyed Demon || Nicki Aycox/Rachel Miner
Meg is still set on seeking revenge from Dean and Sam and, of course, she wants Crowley dead, considering him to be a traitor to Lucifer. Obviously, she’s doing it in her own way and her own time. She is in no rush to expose while the Leviathans are still on the loose. There is one major question - if the Leviathans are out and Lucifer is gone, who’s running Hell…?
|| Follow Your INSTINCTS ||
Dean Winchester || 32 || Supernatural || Hunter || Jensen Ackles
After the events of the Great Revelation, Dean left Lisa and returned to hunting, even with Sam being gone. However, one day he receives a call from Sam in New York and a tip that Lucifer was not finished. He hunted with his brother for a few months, but they are currently split up due to inabilities to agree with his soulless state.
|| Follow Your INSTINCTS ||
OC’S WELCOME AS WELL AS CANON PLAYERS - RSM
WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT
I am so sorry SPN fandom.
THAT WAS THE BIGGEST FUCKING INTAKE OF BREATH I’VE EVER HAD TO TAKE YOU LITTLE SHIT