askevilcas:

askevilcas:

yetanotherhunter:

askevilcas:

No, that’s just me.

Shh, don’t. It’s awesome.

….

Ah, well then.

-revenge..-

askevilcas:

No, that’s just me.

Shh, don’t. It’s awesome.

….

Ah, well then.

askevilcas:

You don’t even know how sexy you are.

You’re not the only one. -snorts- I’m gonna be the one stuck with a horny cas in my head. Dammit…

That’s your dick talkin’ love.

Awh, now I feel sorry for you.. -snickers-

askevilcas:

You know what you’re doing.

She is! Look at him pining…

-giggle- I ain’t doin’ nothin’

I feel truly sorry for him, right now..

askevilcas:

You’re torturing my baby!!!

Yes, they kinda have to be lol. 

-innocent whistling- what? never..

Wolfie. Evil. >_<

askevilcas:

yetanotherhunter:

 

Awe. That’s a good thing, cuz she loves him too?  YES. Hm, no? Maybe? Don’t tell.

Wolfie, that’s mean. >_>

Awhyiss!  Go shenanigans!

He knows she does. 

Aw it totally is!!!

LET’S ROCK THIS PLACE…As soon as we find something open at 7 on a Friday morning…

#WINNING

Ugh, right. Things need to be open in order to do that. hmm~

askevilcas:

yetanotherhunter:

Aahaha. Poor guy. He really didn’t find the easiest girl to handle.

She don’t quite know how to handle sex when there’s feelings involved.
which fits me perfectly because the i don’t have to write it~

Drinks sounds very good, indeed. That banter makes me crazy. Heh

No, he didn’t, but he likes her, loves her even. Poor fallen angel.

And he knows, but he’s a sexual creature now and it just gets hard. Literally. 

Same here! Let’s go, babe. Shix and Vix’s shenanigans number 4515

Awe. That’s a good thing, cuz she loves him too?  YES. Hm, no? Maybe? Don’t tell.

Wolfie, that’s mean. >_>

Awhyiss!  Go shenanigans!

askevilcas:

yetanotherhunter replied to your photo: My Tumblr Crushes: Perfect Wolfe (12%) Best…

|| Smug Wolfie is smug, and she also keeps denying the prefect comment. :pBuy yeh, topping the list like a bawz :3

She should be smug. And she is perfect to him, has him all tied up in knots.

That was Cas. He just gets real noisy if it comes to his perfect, beautiful Wolfe. 

Vix, we should leave the babies to their devices and go grab a drink or something. This is gonna last whole day. 

Aahaha. Poor guy. He really didn’t find the easiest girl to handle.

She don’t quite know how to handle sex when there’s feelings involved.
which fits me perfectly because the i don’t have to write it~

Drinks sounds very good, indeed. That banter makes me crazy. Heh

A Feather Problem || Cas&&Wolfe

askevilcas:

Castiel nodded mutely, drawing nearer to her. He wondered if she had any Grace now, or if it was just the physical attribute she had been granted, but he didn’t ask. “Don’t wind them so tightly around yourself, Wolfe,” he whispered, his voice rough from disuse and emotion. The former angel moved around her then, gently prodding at the spines with his fingers until they came back bloody. “What happened? Who did this?” 

Sliding his hands around her waist, he supported both wings at the spine and slowly lifted with the intention of loosening them from around her. It would only hurt her more if she kept them wrapped around herself like this. “Let go, beautiful.” 

Head tilting slightly as he closed in on her, Wolfe suppressed a shiver as he went behind her. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust the ex-angel, hell if she hadn’t done so she would never have texted him in the first place. But with the wings, she felt extra vulnerable. The fingers prodding close to where the wings had teared through her skin made her wince and a small sound escaped her lips. “Er, would ya believe me if I said ‘I dunno’?” she muttered darkly and twisted her head so that she could see him out of the corner of her eye. “I found a note when I returned to the room a few hours ago.. And, well, here I am. Remind me to find something that can ward off strangers, please. I’m tried of grey-faced people trying to ruin things.”

The feeling of his hands ghosting over the bare skin made her jump, a light giggle sounding from her. But as his hands settled the huntress felt herself relaxing, eyes closed she exhaled deeply, wanting little more than just lean into him. At his encouraging words Wolfe let the wings loosen up and drop, but not so much as to uncover her body, and with it the scars crisscrossing every where. She just couldn’t.

A Feather Problem || Cas&&Wolfe

askevilcas:

Castiel looked around a couple of times, even such a simple movement as turning his head slow and sluggish before his eyes finally landed upon the perfect woman. The already present lazy grin widened as he locked eyes with her, but then his sapphires widened as his lips parted at the sight that greeted him just beyond her gorgeous face. There were wings…She had wings… 

Slowly walking upto the window, he took the keys from her, a frown slowly appearing on his face that looked completely ridiculous with the grin he simply couldn’t wipe clear. How had this happened? Shaking his head a little to make sure he wasn’t dreaming, he walked around to the door and unlocked it, letting himself in the motel room before so eloquently showing his confusion, “Huh?” 

A clenching feeling in her gut at the shock on his face had the blonde press the wings as flat to her back as possible, mentally mixing between kicking herself for dragging him into this and praying he didn’t just turn around and ran from her. The feeling eased up just a little as he came closer, a kind of nervous grin spreading her lips as she handed him the key.

At the sound of the door unlocking Wolfe wrapped the wings tightly around herself, wincing slightly as the feathers were tugged on again.  Partly to hide the almost nakedness of her upper body and not-so-flattering scars that decorated her skin, but mostly because she felt uncomfortable and.. wrong with the extra set of limbs. Snorting at Cas’ very eloquent confusion the huntress moved her gaze from where it had been painting patterns on the floor and smiled sheepishly. “As I said, some kind of a feather problem..”

And thus I call bedtime. Even though I’m afraid dearest Cas will disappear on me for forever again, I’m too tired to even see straight.

Tag me in things and leave me asks. Replies when I wake up again.<3

A Feather Problem || Cas&&Wolfe

askevilcas:

Castiel popped some amphetamines on the way over, parking his second hand, piece of crap car in the parking lot and hopping out. There were bags under his eyes from too little sleep and his six o’clock shadow had gotten entirely out of hand, but Wolfe needed him and so he hadn’t bothered to do anything about his appearance, figuring it was urgent. 

Not remembering what room was hers, he sorta stood there for a moment, scratching the back of his head, before he cleared his throat noisily, calling out her name. It sounded rough at best, not having used his voice for days on end, but he was audible nonetheless and so he waited for her to appear in one of the many doorways. 

Not sleeping very well when having to lie on her stomach, Wolfe woke pretty easily at the sound of her name. Yawning once more she got out of bed and looked about the room to see if any of her zip-hoods or, at least, singlets could be pulled over the fluffy feathers without getting ruined. No, none. With a sight she walked over to the door, hesitating in front of it, before she walked over to the window instead and pushed it open.

Sticking her head out, she grabbed her keys and waved at Cas, a bright grin spreading on her lips as he came closer.