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elwethe

eeee that's bleh, do you have another dr?

avon-virus

christ I'm so sorry

Ye, I got a recommends for a new doctor so that’s good.

It’s okay I’m not upset really. I’ve had a lot of support anyway so this is very minor.

Shrugging

[anastiel]

11. Snowballs *chinhands!*

Sorry this took me forever! This is also for elwethe who asked for #11 too!

Prompt: “Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”

The first snow fell early in the morning in late November, a few days after Thanksgiving. It cascaded to the ground in thick sheets, coating everything in a blanket of white. Castiel noticed it first. He was awake at daybreak, padding around the kitchen floor starting up the old, huffing coffee maker. It always took a few minutes to heat up, considering the contraption was practically as old as him. Dean insisted on keeping faulty machine since it was “vintage.” Cas asked Dean a few weeks ago if he was keeping Cas at the bunker because Cas was “vintage,” Dean laughed, really laughed at that and said, maybe.

While Cas waited for the coffee to brew he wandered up the stairs to the front door, peeking out of the peephole, eyes widening when instead of green waving grasses all he saw was white. He swung open the door, shivering as a blast of cold air hit him, slipping underneath his thin cotton pajamas. He wrapped his arms around himself and took a step off the porch, which in hindsight was a terribly bad decision considering he only had socks on. The instant his feet hit the cold snow, he bounded back onto the porch in shock, frowning at his wet socks. He stood there shivering, staring in awe at the pristine wonderland around him until he couldn’t stand the cold anymore.

"I have to tell Dean," He whispered to himself, a grin spreading across his face.

Cas ran back inside, jogging down the stairs and barreling down the hallway to Dean’s room. He pounded on the door twice, jumping up and down in place trying to warm himself up and waited. Nothing. He knocked on the door again, louder. This was important.

"Alright, alright, I’m coming!" Dean yelled from the other side of the door. 

The door slid open halfway and Dean peeked his head out, eyes blinking at the bright light in the hallway.

"What do you want, Cas? It’s five in the morning," Dean said, annoyed.

"It snowed," Cas stated, grinning and bouncing up and down on his toes like an excited little kid on Christmas morning.

"Yeah, the weather does that sometimes, can I go back to sleep?" Dean muttered.

"Don’t you want to come see it?" Cas asked, frowning at Dean’s lack of enthusiasm. 

"Cas, I’ve seen snow before."

"I know, but can you come outside with me just for a few minutes? Then you can go back to sleep."

Dean sighed, debating. He stared at Cas and Cas stared back.

"Fine, but only for a few minutes," Dean consented.

Five minutes later Dean and Cas were bundled up in big, puffy jackets, jeans, snow gloves and boots standing on the porch.

"It’s beautiful, I’ve never seen something so wonderful," Cas breathed, his breath coming out in white puffs, swirling up and away in big o’s.

Dean snorted.  “Come on you’re like what, one million years old? I know you’ve seen snow before.”

Cas nodded. “Yes, but I’ve never seen the snow with you.”

Cas bounded off the porch into the snow, leaving Dean floundering for words behind him. The snow crunched beneath his boots and he bent down, picking up a handful, sifting it through his fingers. He paused, scooping up some more snow and packing it together into a ball like he’d seen humans do for centuries. He turned to Dean, eyes glinting. 

“Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”

The snowball hit Dean right in the face, sending bits of snow into his hair, up his nose and down his shirt. Cas collapsed into the sow, laughing hysterically.

"Oh that’s it, you’re gonna fucking get it!" Dean yelled, jumping off the porch and running at Cas.

Cas scrambled to his feet, grabbing an armful of snow in the process and chucking at Dean. His impact wasn’t as hard as he intended, the snow drifting at Dean instead of coating him in it. Dean threw back a snowball which hit Cas in the arm with a smack. They were a few feet away from each other now, no longer trying to throw snowballs, just pushing walls of snow at each other. Cas threw himself on top of Dean, and they wrestled back and forth until Cas managed to get the upper hand, pinning Dean in the snow. 

"I win," Cas said, smiling down at Dean.

"You think so?" Dean asked, raising an eyebrow, a smirk on his face.

Dean distracted Cas long enough to flip him over and throw a handful of snow onto his face, causing Cas to sputter and spew snow everywhere.

Dean grinned. "Gotcha."

Cas furrowed his eyebrows and tried to get out from underneath Dean, it didn't work. Then Dean did something Cas wasn't expecting. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against Cas's lips gently. It wasn't a long kiss, and the world didn't stop turning, but it was enough that Cas's head felt fuzzy and he couldn't breathe. He kind of felt drunk, like that one time he drank an entire liquor store, it was a nice feeling. But Dean pulled away too soon and Cas chased his lips, desperately wanting more of their sweetness.

Dean smiled, leaning back and rising to his feet, grabbing Cas's hand and hauling him to his feet with him. Cas was staring at Dean like he was the sun, eyes wide. Dean's grin expanded into Cas's favorite of Dean's smiles, that special eye crinkling, glowing one that lit up his face. It reminded him of the bright shine of Dean's soul he used to be able to see so easily.

Cas reached over, sliding his gloved hand within Dean's and squeezing. Dean's eyes darted down to their joined hands, blush creeping up the side of his neck all the way to the tips of his ears, startlingly red in the bright whiteness around them. He cleared his throat and started towards the house, Cas falling into step beside him.

"You know what?" Dean said. "Maybe I do like the snow."

[mathew13barzal]

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elwethe replied to your post:today was pretty bad??

NO :( what happened??

i cried a lot in front of everyone and it was awful and embarrassing

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elwethe replied to your post:i;m doing a dumb vampire comic for the 15 page...

Suck on a title? ;D umm… what’s it about?

idk its dumb and generic and vampires

all the suggestions so far are puns or "the walking moss"

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elwethe replied to your post: blue—veins replied to your post: Texted like 4...

I could book trans-pacific flights and then plane hop my way to you?

you totally could...and if my thinking is correct becoz of all the timey-wimey stuff you could probably be here by tomorrow lol

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Hi! Just thought I'd stop by and say that your blog is awesome :)

Ohh! Thank you! Yes, this was very pleasant and unexpected. Thank you very much!!

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elwethe replied to your post: Like this and I'll draw you

Damn, didn’t make it did I? Oh wells :)

Sorry yo, if I didn't have to do like 23 people, I'd let you in. <3 Ask me to draw you on a random day and I'll do it.