#goaskmoosifer

[amillionmuses]

Can't Break An Angel

"Get your filthy hands off of me!" The furious angel roared, struggling violently against the chains. Her wings, all six grey pairs, were flapping fiercely as she tried to break free of the several demons dragging her through the dark halls.

She knew where she was. The sulphur stung her wings. Which meant when she was thrown to the ground in front of a throne, she knew exactly who she would see when she looked up.

"Sam?" goaskmoosifer

[amillionmuses]

Random Wincest cause why the fuck not?

Two taps on the table, before she scratched the side of her nose. Their special signal, it only ever meant one thing.

I need you. Now.

Glancing at him, she looked at John. "Dad I'm gonna pee" she said casually, heading to the bathroom.

[askthedeanwinchester]

The darkest of times (Anakin and Stride) [CLOSED]

Stride Kinsift. Now that was a name she hadn't heard in years, most definatly not since she slipped into the clutches of the dark side of the force. She ha long considered Stride to be dead, and went by her new name, Darth Kinvasen. Sidius, her old Sith Lord, had alerted her of the imminent fall of her old Jedi master. Like she could stay away. She had changed back into the tan and white robes she had worn many a year ago, and slowly a scented the steps to Anakin's chambers. She rose her hand to knock, and froze. She could sense him in the room before her, but she could also sense someone else, although she couldn't quite pinpoint who. She stepped back, chewing on her lip momentarily before rapping her knuckles on the large, ornate door. "Anakin?" She called out, her voice sweet and smooth, a trick she used often to obtain information across the star systems.

[askthedeanwinchester]

Would someone like to rp with my OC?

[askthedeanwinchester]

Open

Dean licked his lips, dragging the back of his palm across his mouth and spreading the blood that resided there. He swayed, his blood soaked knife clattering to the floor as he fell to his knees. Across the room from him was a dead woman, presumably a demon due to the knife next to Dean. Recently he had begun doubting himself, he had made one to many mistakes, and he felt broken. Before he knew what was happening, he had blacked out. He was exhausted.. Alone.. And bleeding somewhat heavily.

[crowleytm]

goaskmoosifer replied to your post “Confess to one thing you've never done but wish you had or could”

I volunteer as tribute.

"Really, now?"

[thehunter-thepirate-thejedi-dea]

2 Hours Late

"Actually," Sam pushed the hair out of his eyes and behind his ears, "I ran into some trouble myself, had to swim out of the lake about a mile from here. Lucky for me, I always pack a change of clothes." He glanced down, smiling but embarrassed, "My phone is somewhere in the water…but," He said, holding the goblet up in triumph, "I got what I came for, as always."

[thatslayer]

     "Yeah, that's whatever you're talking about for ya." It was clear that Faith was irritated and eight-hundred-percent done with the day, and she was taking it out on Sam like she so often did. Never mean spirited, never physical. Through eye rolls and tongue clicks. She gave him her frustration, but it wasn't his fault and she knew that on some level. Sam had only made the mistake of sticking around, "What the hell is that thing, anyway? Don't tell me you almost drown over a freaking cup?"

She hiked her feet up on the car's bumper and used it to push herself up further onto the trunk. Faith sighed rubbed at her forehead with her knuckle, fondness working it's way through her attitude at long last, "You're okay, right?"

[spandexfairy]

"So, what do you want?" Sam asked, irritated that Crowley bothered to show up when Sam had asked him to come 20 times in the last 2 days.

"What I want?" Crowley smiled, licking his lips "What do you want?"