asknephilimiana:

fire-fighterdean:

askevilcas:

 

Dean. He would recognize that voice anywhere and groaning loudly in protest, he tossed his pillow out of the bedroom in the direction of the living room. He was hung over, and all the noise was too much right now. Only then he heard something else —someone else. “Iana?” 

Dean frowns a bit as Iana’s hold gets tighter and tighter on his hand now that they are in Cas house. He frowns again as a pillow comes flying in the direction of the living room. “Dammit Cas.” Dean yelled out. “Yeah it’s your daughter and me come out here and talk to her Cas.” Dean called out to his best friend. 

Iana dropped Dean’s hand as soon as she caught sight of the pillow and managed to catch it easily, throwing it on the couch as she waited for her dad to make an appearance. He sounded like he was in pain, but she couldn’t be sure. The way Dean talked to him though surprised her and she looked over at him in wonder, before the muttered mention of her name caught her attention and her heart skipped a beat. “Yes, daddy. It’s me!” she called out, hoping he would come to meet her. 

“Coming, coming,” he shouted, wincing at the sound as he dragged himself out of bed, rubbing his eyes as he did. The former angel swayed a little and grabbed a hold of the doorframe, deciding leaning against it might be the best decision if he didn’t want to fall in front of his beautiful angel. “Iana, it’s really you,” he breathed, staring at the girl like he’d just seen a ghost. 

waywardnovak:

askevilcas:

 

“Yes, we could be twins, you and I.”

“Scary, isn’t it?”

“Just a little.”

asknephilimiana:

fire-fighterdean:

 

Dean frowned as he looked around, the house was a mess, and he was really more worried about Cas now that he saw the state the house was in. There was stuff everywhere in the living room, empty bottles and bags, and cartons from take out food. He sighed and frowned a bit. “Cas, wake up man, I brought you someone that wanted to see you.” Dean calls out to his friend. 

Iana nearly clung to the man, her entire body having gone rigid now that she was so close, and her hold on Dean continued to tighten to the point where she undoubtedly hurt the human. “Daddy?” she tried in turn, her voice coming out no louder than a whisper. 

Dean. He would recognize that voice anywhere and groaning loudly in protest, he tossed his pillow out of the bedroom in the direction of the living room. He was hung over, and all the noise was too much right now. Only then he heard something else —someone else. “Iana?” 

yetanotherhunter:

askevilcas:

hunterlovingsurvivor:

 

Luna stared up at the male as she kept herself from vamping out. She didn’t want to be a vampire, so she was locking it away. “Nothing that concerns you.” she stated flatly as her guard went up. The vampire was doing her best to remain strong, for the sake of her friends.

“And feisty too,” he replied, his grin turning positively wicked. Circling her, he studied the woman, before he tilted his head curiously, “I can’t quite make it out, but…Werewolf? Vampire?” 

asknephilimiana:

fire-fighterdean:

Dean really didn’t want to take her to see her dad, that was only because he didn’t want to get into the middle of thing with Cas and his Dean and he really didn’t want Dean coming to talk crap to him when he found out he took their daughter to see Cas. He sighed and took the girls hand as she held it out to him, knowing she was going to poof them to Cas house, he prepared himself for the trip, not liking teleporting really, and once they were there, Dean looked around. He just hoped Cas was sober for once when he brought his daughter to see him. He looked over at her and smiled. “You ready for this?” He asked her. 

Grabbing the man’s hand, she squeezed it tightly as her heart raced, nerves and fear making it hard to breathe, but still she moved them to her childhood home, gasping at the state it was left in. There was junk everywhere, from empty bottles and empty chinese cartons to bags and needles, even clothes. How could her dad live like this? At Dean’s question, she met his eyes anxiously, but she still nodded. 

Castiel groaned, rolling onto his stomach as he pulled the pillow over his head, wanting to shield him from the annoying noises coming from the living room. It was almost like someone was there, but that couldn’t be. No one ever came here, and definitely not uninvited. Figuring it was just the tv again, having a habit of forgetting to shut it off, he yawned and tried to get back to sleep. 

waywardnovak:

askevilcas:

waywardnovak:

 

“Friend would be best suited, yeah. It has so many different variants to use too, amigo.”

“Buddy? Bro?” 

“Bro, huh. You know, people do say we could be brothers.We look so alike.”

“Yes, we could be twins, you and I.”

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jaredsgirl86:

 

YAY!! It’s official then, Heavenly Moose Productions is back!! -kiss attacks-  We haven’t done videos together since 2011, right? I missed you, darling.

YES! WE’RE BACK, wifey!! And omg, I’d forgotten it had been that long, but yes, you’re right. 2011. Wow. It’s about time we did something again. -kisses- I missed you too, Elaine sweetie.

drewwinchester:

 

“No, I just didn’t think I’d be seeing you.”

“Like I would be able to stay away.”