((2014!Castiel RP, none of the gifs or pictures are mine.))
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
That’s a damn good question. Had a really nice conversation with him, though, where he threatened me and looked sad when I told him I was human.
As if, y’know, he wasn’t the one that caused it, or anything.
Haha, that sounds like fun.
Dick. Did he threaten to monologue you to death?
(Source: 2014castiel)
@Castiel
He looked up, not even surprised that Cas was late and with much more important things on his mind than reprimanding him for something so stupid.
“Yeah. You were. We have a problem…” He looked tired. More than usual. Like he aged years over night. “Gabriel saw Lucifer wandering around camp while doing a night patrol.”
“Oh. Yeah. He mentioned that.” Cas walked over and sat down across from him, looking a little more intently at the paper Dean had in front of him before glancing up with a small frown. He looked like shit. Cas wished he’d brought coffee. “You have a plan?”
@2014castiel
“You’re my friend, Cas, and one of my favourite people ever. You get to ask all the prying questions you want.” El sighs. “And, I suppose, yes. We’re supposed to be engaged to Sam but I hardly see him anymore. Morgan is fifteen now and very promising in his talents. Someone recently made a threat against his life because of my past but I think I’ve averted the disaster. With every good thing, there’s something bad, I suppose.”
Cas nods slowly and takes another bite of the burger before reaching for the fries again.”That sounds…really, really unfortunate.” He frowns slightly and hesitates before continuing; questions were tricky. He hated asking questions. People didn’t always like when he did that. “What’s going on with you and Sam? And, y’know, people trying to kill your kid. That too. That sucks a little bit more.”
Dean pressed down closer to Cas and hooked his arm under and around his shoulder to do so. He leaned into the pressure of Cas’ hand and tilted his head back as he grinded down again releasing a soft moan before kissing him hungrily with an almost growl. This was so much better. No talking, no thinking better.
He let out a soft sigh as his eyes slipped shut and he attacked Cas’ neck sucking bruises wherever his mouth touched.
Cas pressed up as close as he could get and squeezed his hand, roughly kissing him back. He moved his other hand up to Dean’s hair and choked back a moan, tilting his head to the side and letting his eyes slip shut once he moved down to his neck. “Dean.”
That is just spectacular, what the fuck—
…If he hears you say that he might try to do you serious bodily harm.I have no idea. He hasn’t tried to take anything, or kill anyone…he just hangs out for a bit and then takes off. From what I’ve seen, anyway.
…Yeah, well, good thing I haven’t informed him of that.
Is he trying to be creepy or is that just a package deal with Really Really Evil now?
2014gabriel replied to your post: Need to tell you something that I’m not sure Dean wants spread around the camp. Figure you should know, though.
Dunno if he’s told you or not, but Lucifer’s been wandering around. Well, that and the fact that Dean’s completely in love with you, but I think everyone knows that already.
That is just spectacular, what the fuck—
…If he hears you say that he might try to do you serious bodily harm.
Sounds awesome.
I’m all ears.
@2014castiel
She laughs at his phrasing and with a bit of magic, there are several White Castle burgers in front of him, as well as fries and a Coke.
“Eat up,” El says. ”Sorry if I don’t join you, but I’m not hungry.” She sits back, willing to just watch him be happy and enjoy something for once.
See, I can do this, she thinks to herself. I can just be a friend.
“Favorite person ever. Never forget that.” He grabs the burger closest to him and takes his time actually starting it, reaching for a couple fries before leaning back in the chair with a small frown, fries still in hand. “…Is everything okay?” Smooth. “Not that I’m, um. Not to pry.”
@Castiel
Dean asked Cas to come to his cabin around seven. That would give him enough time to talk to Eros and Apollo about what was going on. He was pacing his cabin, almost nervously as he waited. There was a lot to do and little time to get it finished. He sighed heavily and sat at the table looking over a blueprint of the camp he had sketched up outlining all the cabins, the buildings throughout and the perimeter. There wasmorethan a lot of work to do. And the longer it took, the more unsafe everyone would be.
Cas was a few minutes late coming to Dean’s cabin—blaming it on the clocks sucking, that time—and walked in without knocking, standing a couple feet in and looking over at the papers spread out over the table. Always important things. “I was summoned…?”
