#crowley pest control

[jjextseo]

Wasp, Bedbugs Control Tips and Control in Louisiana

We can see that for far more than 1000 years, Bed bugs have been living in our residential or commercial places. Usually, Bedbugs feed on blood but they will not spread any diseases to humans. Most people feel allergic to its bites. Eliminating bed bug infestation is not an easy task. So, we have provided some tips to control bedbugs issues. 

The bed bug is a very small insects and flat wingless that is dark brown in color and feeds blood from humans.

The whole day the bedbugs hide on beds (bed sheets, mattress screens, headboards, wooden items) and in any small cracks & crevices of walls and gaps, and furniture items. For feeding on blood, they come out at night time. They move fastly but can't fly or jump.

Bedbugs come from other infested spaces or from our furniture. They can live a ride in luggage, bag gaps, purses, sofas, or other items placed on soft or bed surfaces. They can be traveling from one room to another hall or rooms in buildings, such as apart and multi-storied buildings.

When we use Pesticides, be very careful. Because outdoor pesticides are harmful to humans, so we should not use them indoors. To exterminate a bedbug, choose the right pest control company and ensure that they have the experience to eliminate the bedbugs. they have had to follow the steps as per instructed by Integrated Pest management.

Wasps can become territorial if wasp feel its nests are threatened or during the availability of feed is low, but most of them are not aggressive pests.

In your house, there may have so many open entry whole points, it will attract to pests such as fly, bees, wasps, bed bugs and so on. Wasps are always prefer get it in through any cracks and creavers doors and windows that open all times. Even if there are cracks in your building foundation, give a space to wasps to form their nest easy. 

For instantly remove the wasps, can use spray to kill individual wasps during the wasps went out for food. For remove their colonies completely, Put a properly baited wasp trap footer of the outdoor living area. To remove a nest, contact a professional wasp pest control which is near to inside your house.

JJext is the largest pest control company in Louisiana state of US, having lot of branches at Shreveport, Hammond, Lafayette, Alexandria, Baton Rouge, Crowly, Derridar, Hammond, Lake charles, Mandeville, Natchitoches, New Orleans and more places.

#termite and pest control #Tyler Pest Control #alexandria pest control #crowley pest control #Baton Rouge Pest Control Baton Rouge Termite Control

[hikarry]

We talk a lot about Crowley's power to stop time and control the weather and yabadabada but we don't talk enough about his ability to summon a big ass ball of fire out of thin air

Are you telling me Anthony J Crowley could, technically, be setting shit on fire for funsies but he doesn't cause he doesn't like to hurt humans?

If he actually was a good demon he would be an absolute pest for Aziraphale to thwart

#good omens #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #david tennant #michael sheen #anthony j crowley

[insanity-laughs-under-pressure]

Entering my 'Crowley would be an extraordinary Duke of Hell' era.

S2 set Aziraphale and Crowley up to be great in authoritive roles. Aziraphale more obviously, see the moment when he rings the bell and silences the gathered angels and demons. Crowley less obviously but just as apparent, see the moment when he told the demons out side the bookshop that they "are out of order".

Aziraphale has already been made Archangel because no matter how much I dislike the Metatron he was right when he said that no one else is better for the position. Aziraphale knows humans and humanity, he knows what it's like to not be taken seriously as a lesser angel, he knows that Crowley was right and there should be a suggestion box, he saved Earth once and will know how to manipulate heaven into saving it again. He can and will make a difference.

Crowley. Crowley, Crowley, Crowley. Crowley is an optimist, and he has literally nothing left to lose. He's already been offered a job as Duke of Hell by Beezelbub, he's at a loose end and the love of his life openly grouped him in with "the bad guys", what's to stop him from finding a purpose and cashing in that promotion. Shax and Furfur won't have control for long, Hastur will almost certainly show up and also want to replace Beezelbub.

So. What if Crowley shows up in Hell and says he wants the position, demons laugh at first then he reminds them that he is literally the original tempter and murdered a fellow demon (Ligur) in cold blood. They all reconsider and accept that he should be the new Duke, they would have let him anyway because Crowley looked different, he looked angry, determined and up set - something that worries all the other demons that know him.

Crowley makes a difference in hell. He orders demons to put certain groups of humans in rooms together along with any spiders or pests they feel like, the humans then inadvertently torture themselves. With humans doing the demons work for them, hell slowly becomes less understaffed and more powerful.

When the second coming happens Aziraphale and Crowley are so caught up in their power they forget what their true motive is. They see each other, fight out their differences (verbally or physically, both would be entertaining) then divert the war to work in their favor. Saving Earth and each other.

Then they hug and kiss and move into their cottage in South Downs.

#I wrote more than I thought #I might turn this into a fic because it would be an amazing read #CROWLEY WOULD BE A GREAT DUKE OF HELL #Bonus: Eric and Muriel have their own arrangement like Aziraphale and Crowley had #good omens #good omens 2 #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands

[aetherphobia]

NRC Oc #1: Spirit Auraveil

(Drawing by my buddy Howl @thesunshineriptide. And yes they drew her with a gun. They said it was mandatory /j)

Basics

Spirit Auraveil (She/her) is my very first twst oc, originally intended to be my Yuu but ultimately decided against. She is twisted from Medusa (Hercules exists as a movie and therefore she's canon to Disney. Leave me alone /j/lh). She is a gorgon Ramshackle student with a fear of men, an appetite for concerning things, and a love for the color red. She is not the prefect, as the prefect in her universe is @elysia-nsimp's Yuu, Comet Yuusonya/Morningstar (depending on the universe). Spirit is just another unfortunate soul(less) that got put in that dorm due to being accepted into NRC out of a mistake on Crowley's end, not reading her file correctly and assuming that she was a boy. She doesn't show up until sometime after Azul's OB in the canon of this universe. She's basically just another npc for Comet to deal with. She's one of many.

The Quirks of Spirit (Personality n stuff)

Spirit is written to be constantly walking around with a resting bitch face. Everything that comes out of her mouth sounds blunt, rude, and generally uninterested without meaning to. Her first comment upon entering Ramshackle was a blatant insult to Yuu's (Comet's) decorations. She tends to be very similar to that of a beastman, being alert and a relatively good hunter. So good, in fact, that she is actively named "Ramshackle's pest control" for being the one to capture all of the rats and mice that skitter around the dorm. She eats most of the rodents she finds, but it's still pretty helpful! The downside is the simple fact that Spirit is not all that above the idea of attempting to eat Grim. She hasn't tried to yet, but who knows if she will or not?

But over time Spirit does soften up a bit, trying to be a little(?) nicer. This is rather difficult because at times she genuinely cannot tell whether or not she's being rude to someone and will not notice until you point it out directly. She's the equivalent of a baby non-venomous snake trying to bite you. She's not actually trying to hurt you, it's just instincts.

She also doesn't have the best memory. Every week, Malleus comes to visit Yuu for tea and a talk. And every week Spirit forgets who Malleus is. It's rather frustrating to have to remind her every time he comes around, but she doesn't mean any harm to it. She kinda just doesn't register him as someone important enough to actively try to remember. She's not scared of him, just confused as to why this tall lizard man keeps showing up at her doorstep. Generally, Spirit doesn't remember people unless she wants to remember them.

Funky party tricks (Talents and abilities)

For starters, her signature spell. Despite being soulless, unlike the canon Yuu, she is fully capable of doing magic. And her exceptional magical ability is what ended up overshining the fact that her file was labeled as female. Her signature spell is called "Serpent's Monolith." She can basically encase people into a cold, stone statue when she looks them in the eye, basically stunning her opponent for a temporary period of time. She cannot leave them as statues for too long without straining herself. So this spell is basically used to do things like flee from an awkward encounter or temporarily stun an enemy to buy her party some time to strategize. However, the whole needing to look into their eyes thing only applies when she's stoning a sentient being. She can also use her magic to turn smaller objects into stone, only she doesn't have much of a limit to how long she can leave them like that, as the smaller the thing, the less magical energy she needs to use to maintain the stone. When something or someone is turned to stone, they are basically frozen in time in a way. So she often likes to stone some of her soda cans and energy drinks to preserve their state so they can be just as cold by the time she actually wants to drink them. Grade A magic use I know (/j).

Another magical thing about Spirit that even I as her creator often forget about is the fact that Spirit is a psychic medium. Ever since birth, seeing and communicating with the dead was about as natural to her as breathing. This power of hers was a strange phenomenon to her family, as there are no traces or history of anyone who can speak to ghosts on either side of her family. It all sorta just came out of the blue somehow and no one knows why. Spirit isn't even the name she was given at birth. She changed her name to Spirit out of her strong connection with the spirits around her. In a way, it's both a blessing and a curse. She often cannot tell the difference between the living and the dead. Not to mention that even when ghosts don't present themselves as a visible form, she can still see them no matter what. She sees and hears more ghosts than a lot of her dormmates on the daily and it can get annoying fast.

As for talents, she's actually a surprisingly good poet. On the side she has the habit of writing poetry to outwardly express how she feels, something she often struggles to do with words and her facial expressions. This talent is something that a lot of students know her for, as she once infamously wrote Kalim an anonymous love poem and all hell broke loose when he became DESPERATE to find the author of that poem and wouldn't shut up about it until he eventually found her (via recognizing her fucking handwriting). But clearly the embarrassment of this incident didn't have a hard enough kick on Spirit, as she proceeded to make the same mistake again but this time directed towards Idia and was executed a little differently. Both incidents resulted in the same suffering from success story, just in different fonts.

Trauma /j (Backstory, life back home)

Spirit grew up with 13 older brothers, parents who desperately needed a divorce but never did, and severe money problems. She spent many nights trying to evade getting eaten by her brothers in her sleep and ignore her parent's screaming competitions. She never got to have anything that was just her own that she didn't have to share. And her worst nights were having to listen to her mother cry about financial issues through the walls after being given one nice thing. Because of this, With her accidental attitude, she is also incredibly stubborn. She does not know how to accept a gift and hates leaving loose ends. It doesn't seem to go through her head that people can just give her things without malicious intent or wanting it back later. But for some reason, she has the habit of accidentally befriending rich people who keep trying to shove kind gestures down her throat. None of those gestures are ever accepted without a fuss from Spirit not wanting to somehow subconsciously manipulate them for her own gain despite not asking for any of it in the first place. She's often not mean on purpose. And she certainly doesn't enjoy making people cry without meaning to. It's often hard for her to accept that allowing someone to give her gifts won't harshly impact their financial situation in some kind of way.

Basically, she's the total opposite of Ruggie. Grew up poor, but her spender's guilt bites her too hard in the ass to be a moocher.

Relationships (Philia, Storge, Eros, etcetc)

Comet Morningstar/Yuu - Philia

Spirit is fond of her housewarden, even if she's bad at showing it. She believes that the dorm just wouldn't be the same without Yuu. Even if it started out rocky, she does have great respect for this individual.

Alice - Eros??? Philia

Alice can be a pain in the ass sometimes, but she does still care for Alice. Alice is a good ally who helps her with research on a certain disappearance. Spirit doesn't fully realize that the two of them are friends, only referring to Alice as an acquaintance. But with how they are often seen together, even if Alice is teasing her, they might as well be.

Grim - run

She still wants to eat this cat.

Floyd Leech - Eros

She initially didn't trust Floyd. All she heard was that Octavinelle is shifty. She often tried to distance herself from the Octavinelle members to stay out of shady business. This proved to be rather difficult as Floyd kept showing up to bother Yuu. This lead to Spirit being subjected to him. Over time, her fears of him lessened (somehow). And at some point, she offers him a shell bracelet she made as an act of attempting friendship. Floyd misinterpreted this as her asking him out. And Spirit spent a whole three days unaware she was in a relationship at all. It worked out in the end though.

Jade Leech - positively acquainted(?)

Spirit spends more time with Floyd than Jade. And she's unsure of him. But she gives him the benefit of the doubt out of respect for Floyd. He's strangely nice to her. But Spirit cannot read tone. So she often genuinely cannot tell if he's being nice because he wants to or because he has alterior motives. She's too afraid to ask.

Kalim Al Asim - Eros

She used to think that Kalim was annoying and unnecessarily obnoxious. But her opinions were changed over time when she actually bothered to spend time with him. He gifted her a bracelet and a parasol to shield her from the harsh sunlight so he could show her around his dorm. Eventually, this leads to a crush. And then the letter incident happened where she sent him an anonymous love poem to get those feelings off her chest and then it backfired tremendously. To this day she is still embarrassed by this whole ordeal. Especially since Kalim still has that poem framed in his room.

Jamil Viper - fear

Spirit has this feeling of fear towards Jamil. A part of her has no idea why. Spirit is not an active participant in book 4 so she is only informed of that incident much later down the line. Generally, Jamil reminds her of a snake in a very literal sense. As a gorgon, she half expects him to be hostile out of instinct alone. And so she acts accordingly.

Howl Pendragon - Philia

Spirit found Howl to be interesting at first, although mildly intimidating with them being an Octavinelle student. But once they showed they were not a threat, she softened up a little to them. Similarly to Alice, Spirit also doesn't entirely realize that Howl is her friend either. But they still get along pretty well. She knows that they're a good person to turn to if she ever needs a shoulder to lean on. Not that she would out of her own paranoia, but the thought has indeed crossed her mind a few times. Howl is one of the few people she would actually care about if they died.

Malleus Draconia - Who the fuck are you?

As stated previously, Spirit struggles to actively remember who Malleus is. Not out of any malice (hehe), but it's rather amusing for Spirit to have to be re-introduced to him every time he passes by Ramshackle. Even when she is reminded that he's a regular visitor, she's not all that intimidated by him. She doesn't really care for his status or how important he seems to be. She's honestly more curious about what reptile he's supposed to be.

Idia Shroud - Eros

They never really acknowledged eachother much until the events of Glorious Masquerade, where Spirit encouraged him to go up the stairs to the belltower in a way that he would understand (gamer lingo) and bribed him with little snack cakes she had in her pocket. And they sorta just clicked from there. After that whole fiasco he attempted to repay her for the snack cakes by offering her two fresh boxes of them (they were really cheap). She ended up panicking and trying to refuse. He panicked in response and didn't know what to do. Spirit cried, he fled, Ortho forcefully dragged him back upstairs kicking and screaming to resolve the issue, blah blah friendship. Spirit actually finds Idia to be an enjoyable presence even if he's not much of a people person. She gifted him a red tamagotchi as a way to basically remind him that she exists without explicitly being in his line of sight. It felt strange to actually want someone to know her, but she doesn't register this as a bad feeling. This feeling ended up evolving into something more and resulted in another backfired poem incident.

Venus - minor inconvenience

Venus is a ghost that bothers her often. She's sorta like the Grim to Spirit's Yuu. Annoying, breaks into weird pirate vocabulary, and doesn't shut up about her missing daughter. Spirit genuinely doesn't know what Venus' deal is. But she's been trying to find a way to help her move on. And hopefully soon, as the times Venus disappears for too long never get any less concerning.

Media (Drawings, Picrews, friend art and other stuff)

A good chunk of the friend art are from my buddy Howl. A lot of these pictures depict her without her snakes. This is either because I can't find picrews that have gorgon snakes, or because some of these were made before she grew in her snakes at all (late bloomer).

Spirit's official Tumblr account: @definitelynotspirit

Conclusion

And that's pretty much it. I may update this from time to time for any new information or stuff that I forgot. But I will leave it at this for now so I can move on to the others. Thx 4 reading!

#twisted wonderland #twst oc #aether rambles #ocs with aether #twst spirit auraveil (real??) (not clickbait???)

[yowlthinks]

- Why don't you get a job? - Nina suggests one day after Crowley has been darkening her caffe corner for a week and drowning shots of espresso like water - that'll get your mind off things.

- Already had a job. Centuries of tempting, well, slacking for 80% of it, 20% were inspired projects noone down there actually understood.

- Like what?

- Well, like M25, from my recent ones. I mean, that kinda backfired at one point, but overall... Wikipedia was another, but that went into reports to both sides.

- You... you made these?!

- Not made-made. Inspired.

- So you're like a muse? - chipped in Maggie

- I'm, like, a demon, but sure, if you like.

- Have you ever tried your hand in anything else? Surely, you must have, over all those years! We could work on your resumé.

- 'Course, 'course, "star maker, professional midwife/cobbler, engineer and pest control impersonator with 5 years of nannying experience and some smuggling skills on the side searching for the next challenge!" It just screams employability, doesn't it?

#good omens #crowley #maggie #nina #fluff #crack #go drabble

[mangodestroyer]

What's funny is that I hc that Crowley has no issue hunting and eating rats and mice. He's absolutely delighted to take care of any infestations Aziraphale has. However, I also hc that he's super picky when it comes to a lot of human foods.

It took YEARS for Aziraphale to get Crowley to try sushi. Only for the silly snek to realize that he likes it. That's the thing too. He ends up liking a lot of the food. There's just something about a lot of food that turns him off at first. Well, snakes have been known to get fussy over things that are unfamiliar, so maybe that's why (and yes, even the snake who tries to keep an open mind).

And sure, Aziraphale appreciates the free pest control, but sometimes, it's difficult for him to imagine a rat being preferable to human food. He does tease him about it a little now and then. But not too much. It's not like Crowley can help the snek instincts. And mocking him for having them would just be cruel.

#good omens

[orangelemonsstuff]

Twst incorrect qoutes that pops in my head with no context pt.3

pt.1 pt.2

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Ortho: Idia, our wifi is back on no--

Idia: fuck, the dinosaur stepped on a stupid cactus again

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Yuu: i put myself in danger for fUUUNNNN

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Trein: i did not have a liberal art degree for this

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Ace: ahaha i ate your tuna

Grim: w-why would you do that tho?

Ace: cuz i wanna make you cry

Deuce: i think Grim is concerned on your health

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Jamil: one time i told Kalim a crow ate his hamster and now he isn't fond of the headmaster.

Jamil: ...

Jamil: he thinks the headmaster ate his hamster back from when we were children

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Crowley: *spins on his office chair*

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Sebek: *screams into oblivion inside of his room*

the whole Diasomnia: WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!? WAS THAT A WHOLE SHIPMENT TRADING SHIP??

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Yuu: so don't you dare look back

Ace: keep your eyes on me~

Deuce: toss your dirty shoes into my washing machin- oh thats not the song? alright

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Sam: i ate way too much papaya now im feeling like a banana

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Crowley: what weakness do you have that also you call your strength, the one that we can exploit

Crewel & Yuu: what?

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Crewel: OKAY LISTEN UP YOU MORONS, WE ARE NOT HAVING A LECTURE TODAY BUT INSTEAD WE ARE GOING TO COLOR SELF DEGRADATORY COLORING BOOKS TO SELF REFLECT OF YOUR STUPID ACTIONS AND DECISIONS

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Crowley: another one of my crows died today :(

Crewel: get a new one

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Malleus: okay hold on I'm going to call--

Leona: what? your friends? you're going to call your friends? do you even have friends? *wheezes*

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Idia: i did not kidnap Malleus because he isnt overblotted yet Ortho, and it's not because i am scared of him

Idia at the bathroom pretending he's in a reality show backstage interview: i lied, i am scared of Malleus.

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Deuce: You're kinda...

Deuce: oven-baked?

Yuu: what

Ace: *slapping his head while the other hand put down a cardboard that says "tell them they're hot"*

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Yuu: thats weird...

Grim: what weird?

Yuu: there hasn't been life threatening situation for last 2 weeks it's kind of unsual

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Ace: I DID NOT EAT PAPER TOWELS BACK IN KINDERGARTEN

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Azul: hey guys~ try this new sauce for 100 madols

Floyd: whats in them?

Azul: malice and bad intentions

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Riddle: i called pest control at Ace yesterday

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Ruggie: Think before you act

Rook: Act fast think later

Cater: Duality is a thing, so act now and think what and why the hell are you doing this with your life

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Ruggie: Ooh, a dandelion must be the last ones this season *chokes on dandelion*

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Floyd: God thats so sad *starts to beatbox*

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Kalim: i am the greatest sunshine of the history, also the dense one who gets hated by everyone and gets betrayed by the people i lo--

Yuu: alright, that's enough self introduction for Monopoly

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Crowley: before you go, do you have any--

Yuu: *goes into the mirror portal without hesitation not letting Crowley to finish*

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a/n: Deuce listens to Mitski (very real) and yes there's a camp camp reference. and the reason why its short is because i actually have no clue what im doing

#twisted wonderland #twst scenarios #twst #twst shitpost #incorrect twst #no context

[hungryandparanoid]

A.J. Crowley of Rataway Pest Control

#this is one of my favourite deleted scenes from the script book #crowley #aj crowley #rataway pest control #procreate #good omens #prime #illustration #ineffable husbands #fanart #digital art #rats

[forbiddenmadrigals]

Some adorable and touching snippets from the life of Crowley's pet rat. I really need more rat army shenanigans in this fandom!

#good omens #fic recs #anthony crowley's pest control #crowley's rat army #rat pov #yes you read right #adorable and sad #ineffable husbands #oneshot

[neil-gaiman]

Hello Mr Gaiman,

Was there a reason Crowley had a rat army and not a snake army? Or is it just the convenient amount of rats and lack of snakes in London, meaning he can control or communicate with any animals he encounters?

Thanks!

If you're trying to get a bunch of animals to infest the top floors of a high security mostly unpopulated telecom skyscraper so that you can be called in as a pest control officer, snakes are pretty much the worst ones you could pick. Foxes would also be a pretty terrible idea.

[castthy-nightedcolour]

One- Shot: A Different Side (written as part of my series ‘don’t worry about a thing’ on AO3, link can be found at the bottom of the post as it won’t let me embed it)

Fandom: Good Omens

Characters: GN Reader, Crowley, a very annoying mouse

Warnings and Tags: snakes, animal death/ harm, swearing, uh oh we have a pest control problem, snake crowley, comfort , are they aren’t they

Summary: mouse traps, a skip full of rubbish and a broken down bus. not exactly your dream day, but your favourite demonic entity has a trick up his sleeve and behind his glasses to help you.

Word Count: 2778

Link to original: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31055930/chapters/81050182

If there was one word to describe your mood, that word would be vile. Tiny little irritants throughout the day had built to a simmering anger:

-Firstly, your bus into town had broken down about ten minutes away from your stop, meaning that you were forced to trek your way to the shops.

-Secondly, your trip to said shops wasn’t for any kind of retail therapy, but was instead to buy mouse traps. Your usually serene flat had been taken over by a little grey rodent who despite any humane efforts, was refusing to leave. You weren’t usually one for violence towards any living thing, but the little shit was out staying its welcome and had most recently been seen taking a bite out of a loaf of bread.

-When you did eventually get into town, it seemed to be the day for the world’s slowest walkers to take to the streets. Everyone was moving at about two steps per minute and you, being naturally speedy, were constantly waiting for gaps on the pavement to overtake. When you did manage to do this, there would be a whole new couple walking side by side, plodding along at a snail’s pace. You weren’t getting anywhere quick.

All in all, not your finest hour. This all came to a head on Oxford Street, or as you liked to call it, hell.

Your brain felt as though it were made of jelly, your temperature was rising, and someone stopped right in the middle of the street to check their phone. Slamming right into the back of them, you immediately let out something resembling a howl before running to your side off down Old Cavendish Street, somewhere slightly quieter. You leaned against the nearest wall, hot anger bubbling within you for what at the time, seemed like a life or death scenario of you getting out of town with the mousetraps, but in retrospect was just the culmination of various shitty things.

The last thing which you wanted to hear was any sign that you were being perceived, but a teenage boy riding past you on a bike shouting an obnoxious ‘WAHEYYYY’ at you was enough to tip you over the edge. You bashed your head back on the wall, feeling acid tears of anger falling, pedalled down your face by your short temper. Then, another shout came towards you from across the street.

‘Y/N? Is that you?’

You were ready to push yourself off the wall to lunge at this person until your brain caught up with recognition. Tilting your head forwards, your suspicions were confirmed when you saw floppy, ginger hair bouncing over the street atop a leather-clad frame. The sunglasses perched on his nose brought you a feeling somewhere between relief and fear.

You and Crowley had a relationship which can only be described as ‘are they? Aren’t they?’

You sure as hell couldn’t tell if he had any romantic feelings for you, and he gave off vibes so mixed that they were jumbled by this point. People always commented on the electricity between the two of you whenever you were together, but you tried not to get your hopes up and usually just put this down to his magnetising nature.

He’d told you about himself, and you thought that he must have trusted you somewhat to be able to disclose that he was a demon to you.

Then again, maybe he was just overly confident.

In the state you were currently in, you couldn’t decide whether to run into his arms to scream, or run as quickly away from him as was physically possible.

Your body chose neither and just stood there, open mouthed and gawking as the tears continued to fall with no effort from your eyelids. Crowley examined you, peering over the top of his sunglasses to try and decipher the scene before him.

‘Don’t tell me someone’s upset you, because I will find them for you, Y/N’ he started, rearing himself up as he spoke. You jumped in.

‘No, no. Not upset. I swear. Just… pissed off. Massively, massively pissed off. Short fuse today, y’see.’

‘Oh. Well, I know all about that. I’m quick to anger at any given moment but then again, ‘s in my nature. What exactly are you doing down here?’

You looked to your side at the gigantic skip full of building waste, then down to your feet where someone’s puke sat. You looked back up to the demon.

‘It was a quick escape, one that was made before I slapped someone in the face.’

Crowley looked slightly taken aback, not expecting any expression of violence from you considering your usually placid nature.

‘Ooookay. Well, I won’t ask for details but, here.’ He leaned over slightly and brushed away some of the tears which were still running down your face. You could swear that you both stopped breathing for a moment as he touched you but then again, you weren’t in a fit state for rational thinking.

‘Thank you,’ you breathed out. ‘I’m all good, I promise. Just need to breathe.’ You gave a reassuring smile to the demon and noticed him looking down to your hand, holding a flimsy plastic bag containing the mouse traps.

‘What you got there? Looks interesting.’ He said, tilting his head to try and get a closer look. You brought the bag up to your chest.

‘Oh, mouse traps. There’s a little shit thinking that he owns my flat who’s probably currently in my bread bin. Thought I’d stop the problem while I could, considering there’s that saying about seeing mice. Y’know, for every mouse you see, there’s always another one somewhere. Can’t wait to clean that up!’ Your words had somewhat of a bite, being spat like venom.

‘Woah. You really are pissed, aren’t you?’ Crowley responded, half smirking. For some reason, this set you off again.

‘Yes. Yes, actually I am. Because y’know what? This day has been fucking horrific! I genuinely don’t think that I’ve had two consecutive minutes of peace since the second I woke up. I can’t relax because of the mouse, then there was the bus, and the walking, and the pain in my feet, and the twat who decided to check his phone in the middle of Oxford Street. Sorry, who the hell does that? I just feel like I’ve been left out of any plans that the universe had to let people go about their day without a care in the world. So yes, I’m fuming.’ You gave a huff before realising that you were now crying again. Crowley stood slightly dumbstruck, shifting his weight between his feet. You glanced off to the side, watching the shoppers propel themselves down Oxford Street.

The demon then spoke, his voice low and sincere.

‘Can I give you a lift?’

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After what felt like a windswept journey in the Bentley, Crowley screeched to a halt outside your flat. Jolting forwards slightly, the plastic bag containing the mouse traps crinkled between your legs.

You’d calmed down quite significantly, but now felt a combination of complete embarrassment that you’d had such an outburst in front of the being that you completely adored, and absolute excitement that he’d even offered you a lift. This wasn’t helped when you heard him say,

‘Let me walk you upstairs. Check that you’re okay.’

You felt fizzy, and as the two of you trudged up to your flat, you felt as though you could lift off any second. As you unlocked your front door, Crowley leaned on the doorframe, peering in to the hallway as you threw your bag on the floor. You suddenly regretted this as when the bag hit the floor, there was a scuttle from under your bedroom door, and the little mouse took one giant sprint off towards the kitchen. You screamed in shock as the little bastard took itself away, and Crowley grabbed onto your arm. This made you jump for a second time.

‘Woah woah there, calm down. It’s just a little mouse, we’ll sort this,’ Crowley sweetly spoke, lulling your heart back to a slightly normal rate. You looked down to his arm resting on yours and couldn’t help but smile slightly.

Crowley had a look on his face which would have read from ten miles away as one with a scheme brewing.

‘Look Y/N, I’m going to do something here which I don’t do very often, and all I’m asking is that you don’t freak out,’ the demon announced.

You couldn’t help but make a sarcastic joke.

‘What’s that then, the housework?’ Smirking, you looked up at Crowley who glared at you through his sunglasses.

‘Fine, you don’t need my help!’ He huffed, obviously taking the piss but you couldn’t help but tease him back into good spirits.

‘No no, sorry Crowley. What have you got for me?’

‘Snake.’

You stood there for a second, trying to make any sense of what he just said and burning up slightly as you wondered if this was perhaps his way of flirting.

‘A… a snake? You have a snake?’

‘Yes. Well, no. Well… yes. Look it’s complicated, can I just show you?’

Uh oh. Maybe this was him flirting.

You thought for a second before hearing an almighty crash from the kitchen, and from down the hallway you saw an entire loaf of bread fall to the ground, followed by a small army of mice. Again, you let out a scream as Crowley slammed the door shut behind the both of you.

‘How fucking many are there now?!’ You exclaimed, turning to face Crowley who was now quickly shifting between his feet. He suddenly grabbed your shoulders.

‘Look Y/N, tell me quick, do you have a phobia?’

‘Of mice? I think that’s pretty evident Crow-‘

‘No, of snakes. Are you scared of snakes?’

‘What is it with you and these snakes?’ You laughed. The demon then stood dead still and stared right at you.

‘Stay still. Don’t freak out please. I promise this will help.’

Before you knew it, Crowley’s hands had disappeared off your shoulders and he seemed to disappear entirely from before you. Confused, you looked down at the floor.

What you saw took your breath away for what felt like forever.

Rows and rows of black scales suddenly lined your hallway, flowing from side to side as the form made its way towards the kitchen. This didn’t take long, considering the snake’s body seemed to run on forever, there must have been at least 10 metres of the creature occupying your apartment.

You’d never really considered Crowley’s powers before. While you were aware that he was a demon, this thought didn’t control your every interaction with him. He was just Crowley- your friend Crowley- your possibly more than a friend Crowley- your Crowley. Shapeshifting had never been part of the picture.

But it was so, so beautiful.

Moving.

And snakes were never your favourite but this was just something else.

Squeals of mouse terror came from the kitchen as a massive shadow rose up throughout the whole apartment. Crowley was sitting up on his body, his head pointed towards any mouse that he could detect and a razor sharp stare in his luminescent eyes.

Your favourite part of this whole scenario was laying on the floor in front of you- Crowley’s sunglasses, sans Crowley for the first time ever. You smiled as you bent down to pick them up, your feet planted to the spot due to the inherently overwhelming nature of what was happening. You ran your fingers over the frames feeling the heat that was stored in them.

There was something so human about the lingering warmth to the metal, but that thing that made it so distinctively Crowley was the fact that the heat never seemed to fade.

The floor seemed to move as the scales once again shifted, with Crowley turning round to come back towards you. Cold fear seized your entire body, despite the oddly comforting and protective energy of this gigantic creature. His yellow eyes were right in front of your face before you’d even managed to properly react to him moving towards you.

You blinked and the Crowley that you knew and … ahem… was standing in front you, a live mouse swinging from his hand by the tail.

‘Consider those rodents dispatched.’

The mouse in his hand was thrashing wildly from side to side and while you hated the little shits, you couldn’t help but feel sorry for it. You went to protest but no words came out of your mouth.

You’d just witnessed something- something that couldn’t exactly be described as a miracle but to you- maybe?

Crowley noticed the panic in your eyes directed towards the mouse and realised what he needed to do. The mouse disappeared in another of your blinks.

There were so many pressing questions on your mind, but you only managed to actually articulate one of them.

‘Please tell me you didn’t eat those mice, Crowley?’ Your tone was somewhere between intrigue and massive concern.

The demon scoffed, ‘I prefer oysters normally, Y/N. No, I didn’t eat them. I can assure you though, they won’t be back any time soon.’

Palpable silence hung between the two of you. You naturally seemed to hold out Crowley’s sunglasses to him, staring directly into the eyes which served as a reminder of his other form as you did so.

Crowley went to slowly take the glasses off you, but in a snap decision, you snatched them back. Crowley wasn’t exactly thrilled by this.

‘Hey, don’t play games with those. They’re my-‘

He didn’t stand a chance of finishing his sentence before you jumped in, with your subconscious mind taking a grasp on your mouth. Maybe this was a trick of Crowley’s, but at least some of it came from your heart.

‘Do it again. Turn back.’

The two of you stared at each other as a smirk took over the demon’s face.

‘Really? It seemed to terrify you, dearest.’

The cockiness in his voice only persuaded you to carry on pushing.

‘Not at all! No no, it was just... well it was a shock at first. Obviously. Like who the hell else can do that? But no, not terror. It’s intrigue. I swear.’

You made sure to assert yourself in your voice as your brain convinced you that you would never rest again unless Crowley turned back into a snake. It was almost like the sheer shock had morphed into utter obsession in a matter of seconds.

And maybe you just adored every part of Crowley and him being vulnerable in showing a new side to you? Well...

Again, you blinked and he was gone for a moment, before the black reptile rose up to meet your gaze. He hadn’t continued to question you.

The presence was unexplainable, physically so big in the space but even just the idea of him just seemed to fill up every corner of the place. Moving the sunglasses into your right hand, you tentatively raised up your left.

‘Can... may I? Can I touch?’ You softly asked, mimicking a petting action in the air. Somehow, Crowley let you know that it was okay, pulling your hand towards him with some kind of magnetising energy.

Your fingers lightly brushed the scales on his head and you took a breath so deep you almost triggered hiccups. The texture was confusing, it almost seemed like it was shifting forms by the second- smooth then rough, hard then feather soft, but still always cool as marble. You fully rested your hand down as you glanced along the entire body, once again filling up the entire hallway.

‘Crowley, this is beautiful. I mean that.’ You whispered, transfixed on what you were seeing.

Then, the unimaginable happened. Your hand which had ended up resting on the snake’s head suddenly felt warm.

Was... was he blushing? You decided to test the water slightly more.

‘I didn’t even imagine that anything could be so magnificent but, well. Here you are. So gorgeous.’

Sure enough, another flush felt through your hand.

‘Crowley, are you blushing?’ You giggled. The heat on his face then took another rise, this time enough to hurt you slightly. You drew your hand away instinctually, but with a smile still on your face.

This was now a day worth noting. The day that started with a mouse in a bread bin and some unfortunately placed anger, and ended as the day that you made a snake blush.

And of course, he made you blush too.

A new side of Crowley. One that you couldn’t help but adore.

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[jjextseo]

Signs Your Home Needs Pest Control Services

Indeed, even the most energetic admirers of nature don't need pests in their homes! Critters like rodents, bugs, insects, and flies can acquaint extreme well-being worries with you and your loved ones. Other than that, they are exorbitantly maddening and risk your home's underlying uprightness and cleanliness.

Do you suspect that your home might be fighting a pest pervasion? The following are five signs you want to break up your doubt and go to the fundamental lengths of calling a pest control administration.

You Notice Property Harm

Intently examine your home consistently, searching for harm to the drywall, furniture, goods, shafts, and yard or deck. Pests like termites and rodents may not be transparently apparent, however, their corrupting impacts frequently reflect upholstery and wood. What's more, really look at your kitchen cupboards for appropriate food and your storerooms for torn garments.

On the off chance that you leave a termite or rat pervasion ignored for a long time, it might endanger the primary trustworthiness of your home. Thus, reach out to proficient pest services in your space, for example, pest control in Louisiana, the second you see chew checks or nibbles.

There Are Droppings Around Your Home

An unmissable indication of nuisances in space is the presence of droppings. The size and sort of droppings fluctuate from one nuisance to another, however, they all share one thing practically speaking, they are overflowing with sicknesses. Assuming you see little droppings or pee on your floors and furniture or from your perspective, you might be managing an invasion.

Ensure you check for droppings in difficult-to-arrive places like under cupboards and beds also.

While cleaning nuisance droppings, consistently wear gloves and use sanitizers liberally.

You Hear Scratching or Stirring Sounds

You may not necessarily in all cases see the indications of vermin pervasions; in some cases, you might hear them. Bothers by and large fit into breaks and holes or make themselves at home inside the walls. While they're not apparent in such places, they utter odd sounds that are perceptible when it gets tranquil.

These sounds can be crying and scratching to leaving, shuddering, or squeaking.

On account of termites, you might try and hear a light tapping behind the walls, which is a sign of the termites going after the wood.

You Sight Irritations

Assuming you see the actual vermin, what other sign do you want? Contact a pest control administration right away! At the point when a pervasion is still in its beginning phases, you may not see live irritations. All things considered, there is a higher possibility of spotting dead bugs or rodents, and these sightings are likewise a worry.

Regardless of whether you see portions of a bug like a wing or skin, raise the alert! Notwithstanding unpleasant little animal animals, look out for ladybugs as well. These bugs might appear to be innocuous, however, they feed on aphids, which demonstrates the presence of parasites or whiteflies around your home. 

You Spot Rodents Of Surprising Size

Bugs like flies, cockroaches, mice, and termites make a decent dinner for a few bigger rodents and different creatures. Assuming you begin seeing rodents of uncommon size around your home or in your yard, odds are these animals are benefiting from a pervasion.

Moreover, on the off chance that you have a yard, it is ideal to examine it occasionally. Huge nuisances like gophers can likewise plague your yard, contingent upon the plants you have developed. Your yard might require some review by the best pest control services agency in Louisiana like "J and J Exterminating Co".

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[synaps]

Guys we NEED to talk about how the handwriting on Crowley’s pest control ID is the same as on the opening hours of Aziraphale’s bookshop!

I MEAN compare the A's, L’s, R’s, W’s, Y’s

We’re looking at either a) Aziraphale being enough of a bastard to help Crowley forge ID’s so he can fuck shit up in his fucking shit up jacket, possibly because Crowley has forged so many ID’s already that authorities have begun recognising his handwriting. b) Crowley being the imaginative one when it comes to fucking shit up, and also the one who leaps to do anything his angel needs, so he came up with Aziraphale’s opening hours and wrote him the sign. and I fucking love both

#good omens #good omens handwriting #crowley's ID #aziraphale's opening hours #hngh #I will never stop loving this series #the gift that keeps on giving #ineffable husbands

[wincestbigbang]

2021 Master Post

Title: Like Mirrors in the Distance Author: Venhedish Artist: Alexiescherryslurpy Other Pairing: Dean Winchester/Original Female Character Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: Underage (Sam is 17), Recreational Drug Use, Underage Drinking, Ambiguous/Open Ending Summary: Sam chuckled, and let his chin rest against the top of her head. “It’s weird,” he said. “The kind of shit you can admit to strangers. We barely know each other, but I could never say this stuff to Dean.” She lifted her head and looked him in the eyes. “It’s because we’re strangers, Sam. When we leave, it’ll be like none of this ever happened.” “Yeah,” he said. “I dunno if that’s a comfort or a tragedy.” She rolled her eyes at him and looked back out over the town. “Both, probably,” she said. Art: Tumblr Story: Ao3 Title: Plaything Author: jdl71 Artist: emmatheslayer Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: Dark Fiction, Blood, Incest, Murder, Death, Minor Character Death, Bottom Sam, Top Dean, Incest, Sibling Incest, Vampires, Hunting Summary: Sensing that Dean needs to hunt, Sam puts Dean’s needs above his desire to find a toy of his own to play with. Art: Live Journal Story: Ao3 Title: Presence Author: ani-coolgirl Artist: supklau Other Pairing: Sam/Jessica, Sam/OFC Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: slash, incest, masturbation, character death (sort of), ghosts, AU, attempted non-con via possession, assisted suicide Summary: Dean dies on a hunt while Sam is at Stanford. Sam mourns by crisscrossing the countryside. Sam has regrets. So does Dean. After all, what is a ghost but the manifestation of regret? Art: Tumblr Fic: Ao3 Title: Allow It Author: ausawale Artist: grazimousy Rating: PG-13 Warnings/Spoilers: N/A Summary: A supernatural crossover fic with Attack the Block starring Sam Campbell as Moses and Dean Winchester as Sam, Jake as Dennis, Ava as Jerome, Gabe as Bigz, Andy as Pest, Ash as Brewis and Ruby as Ron. Also featuring Sarah as Tia and Jessie as Dimples. Missouri as the old lady next door. Crowley as Hi-Hatz, Meg as Tonks, and Max and Alicia Banes as Probs and Mayhem. Art: Live Journal Story: Ao3 Title: Mercy Author: laughablelament Artist: bound_amalthea Other Pairing: Dean/Cassie, Sam/Jess Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: N/A Summary: Sam’s rattled, hunting a ghost light in the aftermath of Dean’s reunion with Cassie—a woman so important, Dean disobeyed Dad for her. Art: Ao3 Story: Ao3 Title: Sweet Amber Author: merenwen76 Artist: dwimpala67 Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: Mpreg, A/B/O, Alpha!Dean, Omega!Sam, Minor Character Death, Summary: After an accident turns Sam and Dean into Wolf Shifters, their lives aren't what they used to be. Dean as Alpha must accept that they can no longer hunt, but are suddenly the hunted, and he must learn to control his emotions. Sam as Omega not only faces the challenge of starting a new life in a wolf pack, but that he carries three little creatures under his heart that will need him. Slowly, the little family begins to accept their new life, when an unexpected reunion with a former hunter threatens their newly built world. Art: Ao3 Story: Ao3 Title: places that we never Author: coricomile Artist: nienor Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: Weecest referenced. Summary: Sam skimmed the headlines. New pool to be installed. Water boiling notice. Local community meetings. A photo of some small child next to a tractor, bundled up in a giant jacket and a baseball cap. It could have been any one of thousands of small-town papers they'd seen. Unremarkable news for unremarkable people. Sam thumbed through a few pages. Dean's I know something you don't wiggling was starting to grate on his nerves and Dean knew it, leaned into it. Sam considered giving up when it caught his eye. There, at the top of the page in neat typeface: March 23rd. 1998. Art: Ao3 Story: Ao3 Title: He’s Good and He’s Bad and He’s All That I’ve Got Author: runedgirl Artist: midnightsilvers Other Pairing: Sam/Dean/OFC Rating: NC-17 Warnings/Spoilers: show level violence Summary: Chuck punishes Sam and Dean by turning them back into their worst versions of themselves, Soulless Sam and Demon Dean. He just never expected them to keep hunting anyway - or to give in to impulses they'd never admitted to. Art: Ao3 Story: Live Journal

#wincest big bang #wincest big bang 2021 #master post #2021 master post #mod post

[philosopherking1887]

Sorry I’m the wrong kind of nerd here but I keep seeing stuff about Loki in the new Disney+ series working for the TVA or wearing a TVA uniform and I keep reading it as “Tennessee Valley Authority” (instead of “Time Variance Authority”). Loki working for the Tennessee Valley Authority kind of has the same energy as Crowley in the pest control company uniform letting the rats into the BT tower in the deleted scene from Good Omens.

[infinitevariety]

"Crowley!" he called. "Someone's coming up in the lift!"

"Probably just one of the pest control people."

"All the same, hadn't you better--"

"I'm not finished yet." Crowley poked his head out of the doorway and looked at the lift indicator, which was just hovering on the floor below and about to start rising again. "I'd better shut the door, though. See you in a bit."

He waved his hand. The fire extinguisher flew back to its bracket, and the heavy, warded door began to swing shut. Just then the lift reached the top floor with a soft chime, and Aziraphale sensed its occupant fully, and gasped, taking a step forward before the power of the ward forced him back.

"Crowley!" he cried. "It's not--"

The door swung shut, its bolts thumping into place like they were mocking Aziraphale's horror.

Instructions Not Included by @brightwanderer

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