#devilsuited

what the shit, cas, you can’t just ask people why they’re short. ( rude. )

but it did though; remember how she was screaming???? ((((:

                                              ❛ ✧°˖ :  hocus pocus // accepting.

       skips over some blogs to gush abt Cas !!!! I haven’t seen u in what? four years? whenever we were freshmen in college lmao which needs to change! you don’t live that far from me tf cas ( also yes I’ll tell everyone u say hi!! ♥ ). but no when you contacted me on fb and told me u roleplayed I thought that was freaking hilarious considering the circumstances, and now I’m really glad I follow you because I didn’t??? know you were??? a writer omg. and a good one at that!!! We could have been roleplaying for years now if only I had known!!! I am super excited for the chance to write with you though, and we need to go on another spooky ghost hunt soon! Or if not, then at least hang out and catch up. ♥

@pumpkinsided & @tropicapo being assholes as usual

             no one bats an eye at her presence, the girl dressed in leather amongst a sea of suits. no one questions WHY she slips into his office while he’s still in court, or where she even came from. a creature who comes and goes as she pleases, fickle like a cat but less trustworthy. or so SOME would say. ( his beloved brotherhood, perhaps. or his sovereign source. )  her perch is the corner of his desk, one denim coated leg crossed over the other as blackened gaze digs into his secrets. an unfamiliar voice pours from the speaker phone, honeyed words leaving her nauseous.          “ phoebe called. she seems charming. “ a coy grin as the door opens, a KNOWING smirk dawning on her features. 

      remains thoroughly unimpressed by the demon title