Nov 25, 2022
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We all remember this post:
Well I wrote a fic inspired by it, and it's finished now and the reviews are good!
You can read it here
80/100 SHINee song of the day
Song: Sunny Day Hero
Album: I’m Your Boy
my 15x19 argument in fic form:
With one last lingering glance at Dean, soft in the lamplight, Cas starts to leave.
He’s at the top step when Dean speaks.
“I did it for you, y’know.”
Cas stops, and turns, confusion on his face.
“Did what?”
“Give up.” Dean says.
Staring into his whiskey.
“Pull the trigger.”
He looks up from his glass.
Looks Cas in the eye.
Says, sounding so tired,
“To bring you back.”
Cas remembers what it was like when the Lance of Michael pierced his guts. The liquifying burn of it.
“What?” he breathes.
This is worse.
Cas stares at Dean, waiting for a tell, a clue, as to why Dean would say that, why he would lie. But Dean just watches him steadily.
And with each passing second Cas feels himself fall to pieces.
With the weight.
The responsibility.
The blood that he didn’t know was on his hands.
Sam’s blood.
And Dean watches. Steady.
“You don’t mean that,” Cas says. Desperate.
“Do I look like I’m lying?”
Cas knows what Dean looks like when he lies. It’s not like this.
He looks resigned.
“No.” Cas steps forward. Shaking. Pleading. “No. Dean, you saved the world. Sam saved the world.”
The corner of Dean’s mouth curls up, as if he could actually laugh at this.
“Sam thought… ‘Hey if we’re gonna off ourselves to save everyone, we should make sure Chuck brings Cas back too.’”
Dean takes a sip of whiskey.
“Make sure we get our money’s worth.”
His eyes slide over Cas’ body. Something dark and dead in them.
Cas’ coat is still hanging over the chair in the den. Without it he feels exposed.
“The cherry on top.”
Dean shakes his head, gulps his liquor.
“He didn’t know,” he says, whisky burning in his voice. “The world coulda stayed gone if you weren’t in it.”
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You know I already thought you were a genius for writing “I said show me something”. But now I’ve read “ignite your bones”, and just wow. The panic room scene will stay with me for months.
thank you so much! the panic room scene was the first thing I thought of.
(here's the fic)
OKAY. SO.
The Dean-kills-Sam-in-15x19 fic that I've been sporadically posting since April is very nearly done. Next couple of days.
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Ignite your bones
Castiel/Dean Winchester, multi-chapter, WIP, rated E, MCD
“The whole Cain-and-Abel thing,” Dean blusters. “Us dead. Whatever. I'll kill Sam. Sam will kill me. We'll kill each other. Okay? You pick. But, first, you gotta put everything back the way it was,” Dean continues, and this, this is why he’s Chuck’s favourite. Even at his lowest, he’s still making demands. “The people, the birds, Cas. You gotta bring him back.”
Even at his lowest, Dean still lets himself hope for something.
It’s fascinating.
“We're surrendering,” Sam finishes their little speech. “We're giving up.”
Chuck nods, as if he’s thinking it over.
But the eager glint in his eyes gives him away.
“Okay. Dean, kill Sam.”
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Hello, here it is, the Dean-kills-Sam in 15x19 fic. Initially inspired by this post by @switch1975
Chuck takes the Winchesters up on their offer in 15x19. Then Dean, Cas, and Jack need to deal with the fallout for their relationships. It gets worse before it gets better.
Thanks to @restlesshush for hashing out some ideas with me.
Tagging anyone who expressed an interest in this when I've posted about it previously. Let me know if you want to be added or taken off.
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Ignite your bones - final chapters
Castiel/Dean Winchester, multi-chapter, rated E, MCD
“Do you know how my visions work?”
A cavern opens up in Dean’s chest. He turns to Patience. Her eyebrows are drawn together, but she keeps looking ahead, as if the birds rustling in the tangled shrubs of the empty lot are of pivotal importance.
Dean doesn’t answer, but apparently she wasn’t expecting him to. “Sometimes I just get a feeling,” she continues. “Sometimes I can see wisps of the future hanging around a person, and I know something big is going to happen to them. And if it's really important, like life-or-death important, it plays out in front of me like a movie.”
Dean can feel the flatness of his voice as it leaves his mouth. “You got something to tell me that’s life-or-death important?”
“Maybe.”
Dean feels a flash of annoyance, but he tamps it down when he sees Patience drop her gaze like she’s genuinely unsure.
“There’s always a different path you can take, but you have to be able to see that path. You…” She turns to him, frowning and serious, and Dean wishes he could hide. “You have a lot of different paths, Dean. Every time I look at you, I think you’re going to take a different one. But you haven't found the right one yet.”
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The final chapters of the Dean-kills-Sam-in-15x19 fic.
The road back. And the end.
I hope you like it.