i have questions; i have doubts

The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, The Day is Done {Indie Castiel RP Blog; Multiverse and multiship. AU/OC/Crossover Friendly. Semi-Selective. Mun and Muse 18+}

[daylighthefound-archive]

Dean slid into the passenger seat, moving over to sit close to Castiel, under the excuse that he wanted to keep an eye on the other’s driving. “If you hurt her, Cas, you’re not even going to be allowed to think about looking at Baby ever again.”

[angeluscastiel]

Castiel rolled his eyes at Dean’s worry, “I’m not going to hurt your car, Dean. You have no reason to doubt my abilities to drive.”

[tostxyalive]

Embry sighed in frustration wanting to know what Castiel was. But her curiousity lied more heavily on the necklace in the glass case behind her. “What happens if I touch it?”

[angeluscastiel]

Castiel narrowed his eyes at her, “I’d suggest you don’t touch it,” He said simply as an answer, shaking his head.

[tostxyalive]

“No fucking way. You could be anything or anybody.” Keeping the gun pointed at him, she made sure to stay close to the object. “Why do you want this so bad?”

[angeluscastiel]

“I’ve already told you my name, so the anybody is really irrelevant,” Castiel rolled his eyes, “It’s not that I want it. It’s that I know the consequences of touching it and would prefer that we don’t deal with that again.” He answered, not bothered by the gun, holding his ground in front of the object.

[tostxyalive]

Embry pulled her hand away from the ritualistic object on the table. She looked over her shoulder to see a man in a trench coat standing stiffly looking towards her. Noticing he was not armed she pulled her gun on him quickly. “Who and what are you?” She demanded threateningly.

[angeluscastiel]

“Castiel.” He answered, walking toward the object, not bothering to care about the gun aimed at him, standing between her and it. “The what is unimportant. Consider this taken care of. You can leave.”

[daylighthefound-archive]

Dean chuckled. “Because the only people besides you who have cars like that are pimps. And cars have personalities, Cas. Baby takes care of us. If we’re in trouble, she protects us.” He handed Castiel the keys. “And you’re family. That means she’ll take care of you too. She wants you to drive.”

[angeluscastiel]

Castiel held onto the keys with a small smile toward Dean, shaking his head slowly, “I don’t understand your opinions over cars, but I do accept that this car has been through a lot with... for you.” He smiled at his friend, walking to the car and settling into the driver’s side, starting her up.

[angeluscastiel]

tostxyalive

“I wouldn’t touch that.”

[prxclaimer-blog]

Castiel was laying mostly upside down off of the edge of her bed, wide blue eyes trained up at her. "What're you doing?" He straightened his body out, arms over his chest.

She didn’t mind it when Cas just came in unannounced and started to lounge around. He was the only one of her brothers that she wouldn’t get upset with for doing so. Except maybe Michael. But that was mostly just because he was the oldest, and even if she was a seventeen year old girl, she still did what he said when he asked. Some people were just born with an authoritarian air about them. Michael was definitely one of those people. “Trying to finish this homework. What’s up, Cassie? Why’d you suddenly decide to come hang out in here with your boring old sister instead of your interesting brothers?” she retreated to her and Gabe’s room often, when her brothers were particularly annoying or hurtful, or if they were just too loud for her taste.

[angeluscastiel]

prxclaimer:

“I would say yes, but I have a feeling Dad would say no, considering he wants to have a family meal when he’s home since he’s not here with all of us often.”

“I guess so. He can’t take my chair, though. Since I’m sitting in it.” Cas smirked, like this was some big win. “I guess we have to call him down then.”

[angeluscastiel]

dontfxckwithbaby:

                    [  ☀  ]         “Amen to that,” she replied. It was a very difficult situation. They both had different tactics, neither of which could be used in such a situation. “Why are we the ones doing this again?”

“Because everyone else claimed to be busy. And thus we were apparently the next most suitable choices.”

[angeluscastiel]

daylighthefound:

Dean shrugged. “You’ve gotta learn some time, in case something happens on a hunt and we get hurt. And don’t even say that driving your pimp-mobile counts as learning. Baby is a completely different ballgame. And I’d prefer you learn while I’m here with you.” 

“I don’t see how cars can be drastically different, and I also still don’t understand why you are so adamant that my car makes me a pimp,” He rolled his eyes, but perked some. “In that case, I would like to drive, yes.”

[angeluscastiel]

daylighthefound:

Dean shoved at Cas playfully. “Yeah yeah, I’ll shower. It might actually help me feel a little better.” He ran his fingers through his hair. “I’ll shower back at the bunker.” He let his eyes drift over Castiel for a moment. “You want to drive?”

Castiel smirked at Dean momentarily before turning toward the car, starting to walk that way. “You’re offering to let me drive your car?” He raised his eyebrows, looking over the hunter in surprise.

[angeluscastiel]

daylighthefound:

Dean glared at Castiel, though it was clear that he was fighting back laughter of his own. “We should be getting back soon. Sammy will worry.”

“Sam worries no matter how long we’re gone. You both do,” But Cas stepped back from Dean nonetheless, “So let’s go back to Sam, to ease his worry. And you should shower. You smell like you’ve been thrown into too many walls.” He smirked at the hunter.

[angeluscastiel]

daylighthefound:

Dean winced as his shoulder was set, letting out a grunt. “Jesus,” he breathed. “Seriously, next time, you’re the one who gets to be thrown into a wall.”

Castiel let go, rubbing his hands against his pants and letting out a small huff of laughter, “Because we get to choose who gets thrown into walls now?”

[angeluscastiel]

daylighthefound:

Dean shoved Cas with his good arm. “Yeah, yeah. Just help me out here, will you?”

Cas rolled his eyes, but let a small smile on his face as he faced the hunter, “I’ll help,” He rolled his eyes, reaching up to his shoulder, making eye contact before moving his hands to set it correctly.

[angeluscastiel]

daylighthefound:

Dean rolled his eyes. “Yeah, you would think that. How about next time, we do something that doesn’t almost get me killed.”

“You’re not almost killed,” Cas rolled his eyes at the hunter, “You have a dislocated shoulder, I know for a fact you usually end up worse, Dean.”

[angeluscastiel]

daylighthefound:

“Speak for yourself, Cas.” Dean rubbed his shoulder, which was dislocated.

Castiel turned toward him and made a face, “It went well other than you getting injured,” He amended, walking over to help Dean.

[angeluscastiel]

does anyone want to do things? <3

[angeluscastiel]

The last sentence I translated before realizing I did the wrong page read, "The pleasures of life are often small." and I feel that profoundly right now