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God is fading fast and the weight of the world hangs on Dean and the soul bomb he’s carrying in his chest to restore the balance. And he does, but not before Castiel, with a little grace left over from Lucifer, tries like hell to save them both.
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When Dean is saying his last goodbyes and Castiel offers to stand by his side, he refuses, Castiel shows up anyway.
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gorging myself on you, still can't get full (insatiable) by sobsicles
Fandoms: Supernatural
26 Jun 2021
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"Fine, whatever. Love you too, asshole. I hope you enjoy your walk home with your stupid, grainy bread. Taking Nature's Own a little too much to heart, but sure," Dean tells him, flashing him a sarcastic smile and swiveling around in the aisle to march away. He throws out something over his shoulder, careless and barbed. "I'm not paying for that shitty cardboard."
Dean's three aisles over when he realizes what, precisely, he said. Thankfully, when he comes to this conclusion, he's holding a box of poptarts, so when he fumbles and drops them to the floor, it's not a huge mess. He stares down at the slightly dented box of Brown Sugar Poptarts, and he has a very swift and very unshakeable crisis right there and then.
Love you too, asshole.
No, no, no. Why would he say that? Why would he do that? In the middle of the goddamn grocery store while arguing about bread? That's not—that can't be how it happens. That can't be.
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In which Castiel teaches poetry to fish. Also, himself. Also, eventually, Dean.
(A series-long story, diverging slightly from canon after S14.)
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Dean takes a really, really long drive to kick fear in the ass. It might just be the best thing he ever decides to do.
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The seat squeaks, and Dean follows the sound, his gaze trailing down. There—where Jack sat moments ago—is a much tinier version of him. He looks mostly the same, just...smaller and more dimply and cuter, if that's possible. His clothes have shrunk to fit him, so he's casually sitting in a t-shirt, jeans, and scuffed tennis shoes. He swings his feet from side-to-side over the edge of Baby's seat the same way Sam used to in the back, and he stares up at Dean with clear eyes.
"Oh," Dean blurts out, eyes bulging, "Cas is going to fucking kill me."
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Prison for Dean Winchester has been hell to say the least. Every day was a struggle to stay alive and unharmed. Despite this, when a mysterious new prisoner comes hell bent on acting like his own personal angel, Dean has to adjust to life with the strange man protecting him and the feelings that come along with it.
Meanwhile, Castiel will do anything to repay his debt to Sam and keep Dean away from harm. However, this task is far from easy as he himself has to adjust to interacting with other people, keeping Dean safe when trouble seems to follow them incessantly, and juggle a new set of unfamiliar feelings that stir in him at the sight of the other man.