#loving-eden

[freeiwatobiswimteam-blog]

Holy crap that's a lot of notes :o

I KNOW MAN

IM CACKLING

[wolfgangbogdnnow]

loving-eden said: I love your hair long, it looks absolutely beautiful - I wish I had your hair omg! But if you truly want to cut it I think you could totally pull it off (I’ve been doing stuff to my hair since I was 9)

  Thank you! 

[megstielshipper]

drabble prompt pt 5

prompt: Meg’s meatsuit gets a really messy, sneezy cold, but it’s the first time Meg’s ever had one, and Cas takes care of her, even though he’s not very experience, so it’s more his weird, angel way of making her feel better, while also being kind of grossed out by her snot but not showing it because Cas lol. Bonus points if Meg is embarrassed about being “gross." 

It was a week after Lucifer had resurrected Death the horseman when Castiel found Meg again. He was surprised to find her cooped up in an abandoned building in the middle of a forest. She was laid in the middle of what would have been the living room, with her arms and legs spread to make a star shape, her eyes heavy lidded and drooping and her mouth open in an unattractive way.

She didn't react to Castiel's presence until he was standing over her, looking down with his usual frown on his face wondering why she was laid in this way. "Maybe next time, don't throw me in the angel fire, ok feathers?" She told him, her voice thick and full of cold. "What's wrong with you?" Cas asked, still just standing and staring at her. "Well thanks to your brilliant escape plan Clarence, I had to take time to heal. In the mean time with my immune system down, I managed to catch a cold. Now go away and leave me to feel miserable in peace." She told him, rolling her head and closing her eyes, wishing more than anything that he wasn't there.

Then again, she couldn't help but feel disappointed when she heard the telltale rustle of feathers as Castiel left her. "Might have known." She sighed, coughing after and vowing to not talk again until her throat cleared up. But then, the rustle of feathers was back.

Meg wearily pushed herself up on her elbows to see Castiel, still with the confused expression on his face, holding a paper bag so full it looked like it was about to burst. When he saw her staring at him, Cas gave a sheepish grin before turning to the fire place which instantly burst into flames and a fire began cracking merrily filling the room with warmth.

"What're you doing Clarence?" She asked him, her voice full of suspicion. Castiel shrugged. "After using you to get out of the holy fire my brother had trapped me in, I feel I owe you. So I asked in the local town of how to fix colds and was given a few tips." He stated, walking forward and looking in the bag. Suddenly, he was dropping little pill bottles next to her on the floor.

"Lets see, we have vitamin C, D, E, zinc, folic acid..." He muttered as he dropped the corresponding pill bottle onto the floor. "Folic Acid? what d'you think I am, pregnant?" She asked, wrinkling her nose up in disgust at the latest bottle dropped next to her. She was focusing so much on the bottle that she couldn't stop the tiny scream leaving her as Castiel suddenly appeared before her, his entire face exuding disgust and nausea as he held a man-sized tissue up to her nose.

"Here," He said, his own voice thick from the nausea, "Blow." Meg batted his hand away. "I can blow my own nose Castiel!" She cried, blushing right up to her forehead at the idea of Castiel holding a tissue while she filled it with snot. She shuffled back a bit, not feeling strong enough to stand. "Why are you being so sweet on me Clarence?" She asked him, a little anger dripping from her tone. She hoped he didn't realise it was simply because she was embarrassed about being so disgustingly ill around him.

Castiel took out a tin kettle, filled it with water and placed it in front of the fire before coming to sit next to Meg. He sat watching the fire rather than looking at her. "I feel guilty." He told her. "I injured you for my own purposes. And I don't like seeing you poorly." He turned to face her. "I care about you Meg."

Meg looked down, then back up at him through her lashes. "Even when I'm this gross and disgusting?" She asked. "Even when you're this gross and disgusting." He replied, looking back at the kettle.

When it whistled to signal the water was boiling, he poured the both of them a cup of hot water with ground ginger and honey and they sat in companionable silence for the rest of the night, drinking their drinks and watching the fire die down in the hearth.

[teaandchess]

Please tell me in the next chapter Meg and Castiel are going shopping for baby clothes together. And Castiel like holds a tiny baby trechcoat and Meg's eyes widen and for once she's like "Put that in the cart, now."

hahaha cute.

But no. sorry to burst bubbles.

next chapter is tentatively the last chapter with an epilogue. 

[megstielshipper]

drabble prompt pt 4

If anyone else has a drabble prompt for anything SPN related, please, please send me it because I seriously have so much fun writing these things!!

ok

prompt: imagine Vampire!Castiel and Meg lets him feed from her

Cas had gone off on a hunt in the next town over, he said he'd found evidence of a Vampire nest that had slowly been upping it's kill rate and he wasn't happy about it, so had explained to Meg he had to do something. He'd left early in the morning to reduce the risk of injury so Meg had been on her own all day. Daytime tv was boring her though, so she went out to do a little shopping for the two of them, getting clean towels and other essentials that Castiel would need now he was human such as toilet roll and food.

She had just got back in the house when her phone rang. Muttering to herself about badly timed phone calls, she dumped the bags on the floor and took her phone out. Rolling her eyes when she saw Castiel's name, she pressed the 'accept' button.

"What's up Clarence?" She asked, not trying hard to hide the annoyance in her voice. But when all she heard coming from the other end was a moaning and heavy breathing, she became worried. "Castiel?" She asked uncertainly, standing a little straighter. "Meg..." Cas' voice groaned into her ear. "Meg, I need you to get Sam and Dean for me." "What?" She asked in disbelief. They still hadn't told the Winchesters that she was alive, so something must have been seriously wrong for Castiel to suggest that. "Why would you want me to do that?" "Because I need their help." Cas said, the sounds of him moving in the background. "Where are you Cas?" She asked, taking her keys out of her pocket and getting ready to drive back to town. "I'm in the shed of our house." He moaned. "Please don't come, I don't want to hurt you."

But Meg had already hung up the phone and was sprinting to the shed. When she got there, she opened the door and took a step inside. "Cas?" She called, looking round and then she saw him, huddled on the floor, tan trench coat covering almost all his hunched up body and hand raised to shield his eyes from the sun. "Meg!" Cas cried, his mouth somehow sounding like it was too full for him to talk properly.

She closed the door and walked over to him, kneeling down in front of him, she took hold of his hand and lowered it. "What happened?" She asked in a very unemotional voice, trying to not let herself panic. "The vampires.... they....." Cas cut off, looking down so she wouldn't see his mouth. But Meg had other ideas. She cupped a hand under his chin and gently lifted his face, then unlinking their hands, she used her other one to pull his lip back, exposing the line of overly sharp vampire fangs his mouth was now full of. "Oh Cas..." she whispered, concern and sorrow dripping off every word.

"Sam and Dean... They know a cure." Castiel told her, "but Meg... I'm so thirsty..." He said as his face crumpled like he was about to cry. Meg didn't have to think for long. She pulled a hand back and used it to pull down her jacket collar. "Here feathers, drink." She told him, looking away so she could expose her neck better for him.

Cas' eyes went wide as he stared at her neck, the pulsing of her jugular almost more than he could stand. All he could think of was the warm, refreshing pulse of her blood in her veins and how much he wanted it, but he stopped himself. "No, I can't! If I drink the blood of a human, the cure won't work." He told her, forcing himself to close his eyes and turn away. But Meg pulled her jacket further down. "Hey, I thought Angels were supposed to be smart. Hi, I'm Meg, I'm a demon, not human." She snapped. "Drink."

Castiel swallowed hard and looked back at her. He traced one finger down her exposed throat, feeling her pulse under his finger, searching for where it was strongest. If he was going to bite her, he wanted to make sure he only had to do it once. Leaning forward, he placed one hand on the small of her back and the other cupping the opposite side of her face so he could support her, then he sank his teeth in, revelling in the immediate rush of warm, wet, hydrating copper taste as her blood filled his mouth.

Her back bucked in pain when the teeth went in, and his sucking on her jugular made her feel dizzy and sick, but she knew she'd survive, she was a demon and had gone through much worse than this under Crowley's torture techniques, but still, it wasn't a pleasant experience.

Castiel must have known because he pulled away after only a few mouthfuls, licking the wound to help it heal faster before resting his forehead against her shoulder. "Thank you." He said, wrapping his arms around her to let her know his gratitude. She smiled a little. "Come on tree-topper, don't go getting all gooey on me now. You gotta call the Winchesters so they can set you straight. I'm gonna go put the shopping away."

Luckily Meg was right, her demon blood didn't stop the cure from working and Castiel, along with Sam and Dean went back to the vampire nest a few days later to destroy what was left of it.

[megstielshipper]

IC Kelley: I'm currently hunting Ariella the angel, if you have seen our thread anywhere, have noticed anything unusual about her blog, please, just let me know. In the mean time I'm going to find her because I'm pretty sure she doesn't have enough angel mojo to answer my prayers anymore and I miss our RP

IC Castiel: A while ago I was... intimate with Meg the demon. Since she is now human and we didn't use... protection... I have a feeling I have done something awful to her, caused her to be carrying an abomination. If that's the case, I need to be with her to protect her. So I'm going to find our thread so I can make sure the Winchesters do not find her and destroy her or our unborn infant.

Mun: omg omg omg it's so so long since I replied to any of my RPs and guys I'm so so sorry ;A; I'ma go look for them now and then I'll work on the next drabble prompt for loving-eden. I just replied to Littlemarywinchester so that's all good, but if I owe anyone else anything or if anyone wants to start something, poke me in a message and I'll get on with it. I'm so sorry I've been so pants the last week or so, but I'm here now, I love you guys <3

[megstielshipper]

outofrp OMG THESE TWO

So there are these two people on this site and they keep doing a thing where they send me stuff about me and it's all love and kindness and I don't deserve it all because I'm just doing my thing but Loving-eden and one-unbelievable-instant just keep doing their thing and it makes me creys because I'm so happy and I just...

and then there's Ivystiell who was so so sweet to me and sent me lovely messages when she read about Saturday and I couldn't believe someone cared enough to do that and it made me smile so so much

and then there's Megtwopoint0h who introduced me to RP-ing and then  has gone missing and I miss my Meg buddy so much but I understand she has a bit of a hard time on here and it makes me sad but I think about her a lot and seeing her post on her personal blog makes me happy.

OMG this site I just... why do I have to sleep and work and eat, can't I just be on here forever please and thankyou?

I will get back to doing RP's soon btw, I keep getting distracted and I'm so sorry, I know I owe so many people. I have Littlemarywinchester's saved in my drafts but if you want us to carry on, send me a link please and I'll get round to it <3

[megstielshipper]

drabble pt 3

Prompt: What if Meg and Castiel were at an abandoned home and they came across a record player and some records and Castiel asks Meg to dance.

Castiel and Meg were both so tired. They had been driving for what felt like days, although it had only really been a few hours. They had been with Sam and Dean who had thought they'd found a lead on how to get the angels back to heaven, but it turned out to be a dead end. So, defeated, Meg and Cas had bid farewell to the Winchesters who had booked themselves into a motel for the night and decided they would try and get back to the bunker. But soon enough, they realised they were too tired, sore from using so much energy on the hunt, all they wanted to do was find a roof to shelter under,eat some food and take their time getting over the events of the day.

They managed to find an abandoned house not too far from the main road, but far enough away that they would be concealed by trees and it made them feel a little safer. They didn't really feel like talking to one another, so Meg got out of the stolen car, walked right up to the house and let herself in while Cas got their duffel bag out of the back containing all their food and weapons supplies and followed after her.

He dumped the bag on the run down, dilapidated sofa they found inside and went to take a look round while Meg took some groceries from the bag and began cooking for them. It didn't take long for Cas to look round the house and relieve himself in the, thankfully still working, bathroom. When he came back to the living room, he looked round at the little pieces of furniture they had inherited from the house. The house must have been abandoned sometime in the 1930's because there was no television, but a grammarphone in one corner.

Meg was still silently cutting up all the ingredients she needed for their dinner, so Cas decided to look at the records the former owners of the house had left behind. He remembered the time when everyone had had one of these machines and was impressed with himself that he still remembered how to use one. He flipped through the records until he found a wartime vinyl from the first world war in England and, looking on the back, found what he knew to be a nice sounding waltz.

Meg stopped chopping vegetables up for a few seconds while the music began to fill the house. She didn't recognise the tune, but it was nice and domestic, it fit her current cooking mood well. Even more so when she felt the strong, sturdy hands of Castiel on her hips.

He pressed up against her, his breath warming the back of her neck, his chest pressing against her shoulder blades, his hips against the small of her back. She was surprised to hear him humming along with the tune, to feel his hands moving her own hips in time with his. She didn't even know Castiel knew music, let alone how to sing or dance.

Placing the knife on the counter, she turned round and looked Cas deep into his beyond-blue eyes, smiling at how seductively he was looking at her. Winding her arms around his neck, she went in to kiss him, only to feel him pull back, pulling her with him. Suddenly, she felt the way his body was moving, he was leading her in an early 1900's style waltz, his feet moving on exactly the right beat, his hands keeping her with him so that even though she had no idea how to dance, she found she could do it anyway.

He smiled at her, still humming along with the music, still looking her in the eyes, so deep she knew he wasn't looking into the eyes of her meat suit, he was looking into her demon eyes, losing himself in the real Meg, the being created by Yellow eyes, who had been created by Lucifer, who had been raised in hell and taught to kill and torture by Alistair, who had followed yellow eyes and other demons all her life, who had tried to kill the Winchesters many times before and yet, here was her angel looking at her real form and feeling what she could only describe as love.

In that moment, Meg felt almost human, so pure was her happiness and Castiel forgot all about Heaven and what he had done when he was filled with all the souls of Purgatory. All that mattered to the two beings in that abandoned house, was the arms of the other around them and the music filling their ears with normalcy.