are y0u in

i l0ve my 0lder br0ther but he said as an artist i d0n’t p0st these selfies because i’m n0t self 0bsessed, i’m n0t part 0f this self 0vsessed culture. and y0u know what, that kind of makes me sad. it t00k al0t as a pers0n t0 finally like myself en0ugh t0 p0st pictures 0f my face. and i c0nsider myself an artist
i dunn0. i aspire t0 be like him but with0ut all his anger

Mirror, Mirror

[Background. we are in a fire temple fighting two dumb (yet intelligent enough to speak) Flame lions, and our monk cat/bird hybrid who was a slave most of his life gets a hold of a mirror. it went as such]

Monk: Guys! why didn’t you tell me this thing has an alternate dimension me inside of it! D0NT W0RRY ILL SAVE Y0U

Warrior: Dude that’s just your reflection

Monk: Whats a reflection?

Warrior: It absorbs the light around it to make a similar image

Monk: Light? IT’S TAKING MY S0UL?!

Warrior: no it’s just-

Monk: -flies over to the monsters- Dudes look at this shit

Monster: Don’t show that to us! It’ll take our souls!!

Monk: oh fuck! -throws it to the warrior-

Rouge: -takes the mirror from the warrior and makes a reflective spot on the ground-

Monk: -being a dumb cat proceeds to try and catch the spot-

Monsters: -they do the same-

-Through this they became friends and refused to fight us. being dumb pays off in spades-

Imagine Castiel hearing you pleasure yourself

I wrote this for @splendidcas and for me and you and yeah. Tags under the cut

Castiel was trying desperately to ignore your moans of pleasure coming from the room down the hall, cursing his angel hearing. He flipped through the magazine over and over, until he couldn’t handle it anymore. He wanted to blame his vessel on this discretion, but it was the way your voice echoed in his ears, all the way down to his now hard cock. Trying to flood out your whimpers, he clutched the magazine; finally rolling his eyes in false annoyance, he threw it down on the table. His hands quickly unbuckled his belt, unzipped his black trousers and let free his hardness. Castiel breath out a sigh of relief as his cock sprang out, he palmed the head gently and slowly worked his hand down his shaft. He let out a soft groan, sliding his right hand up and down his cock. He listened to the sounds coming from your bedroom; a low buzzing from your vibrator and your soft moans. Castiel bit down on his lip, working faster to relieve himself to you pleasuring yourself. He envisioned your naked body, legs spread wide open; your hand moving the sex toy in and out of your tight wet pussy. How he wanted to bury his face between your legs and never leave; his hand worked faster and faster, jerking his hips up in the air. He slammed his left on the table, just as you let out a loud stuttering groan, recognizing the name you called out.

“Oh, Cas…Cas..”

The angel’s eyes rolled back just as he reached the edge, warm cum squirted onto his hand and trousers. Castiel let out a sigh of relief, relaxing back into the chair. He quickly cleaned himself up and tucked his cock back into his pants. He listened for more sounds from your bedroom; the sound of you walking and opening your closet door was all he heard. After a few minutes, he heard your door open and your footsteps moving toward the bunker library; where he was. He quickly grabbed the magazine and pretended to be invested in an article about onset diabetes.  You walked in looking flushed and relax, shocked to see the angel sitting at the table.

“Uh, hey Cas. I didn’t know you were here,” you died internally, wondering if he heard what you were just doing. You had thought you were all alone, the Winchesters had left to the store.

“I’ve been here for quite a while,” Castiel gave you a small knowing smile.

“Oh,” you murmured, because surely he knew. He had to know, with his damn angel hearing. “You..didn’t happen to-”

“I did,” the angel confirmed your terror. “Especially the last part.”

You watched Cas idly flip through the magazine and you swore the handsome angel had a smirk on his face. Completely embarrassed, you rubbed at your neck not knowing what to say.

“Just so you know,” Cas closed the magazine and looked up at you. “I’d be more than happy to take the place of your sexual device.”

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Imagine Castiel outing your secret relationship with him

Gif submitted by the beautiful @sortaathief

“So I had her legs wrapped around my head,” Dean’s eyes widen in delight as he recounted last night’s venture. You half listened, eyes glanced over at Castiel; who was standing over Sam as he researched on his laptop. The angel looked at you and smiled softly; you looked down to your lap, trying to hide a smirk.

“And then she did this one thing with her tongue,” Dean groaned in remembrance. You laughed and playfully shoved the hunter.

“Yeah, I heard you,” you smirked.

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