#perditionrisen

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hello dean

I'm aware it's been some time since we last talked. We ave both been rather preoccupied with our own tasks, making it impossible to have any time together. But time does not slip from my mind. I know exactly the date today. I know the significance of what happened this day six years ago.

I am the one that gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.

Oh the joy I felt when I found you. My search was long over and victory was near. I reached out with my hand and burned my mark into your shoulder. With my hand firmly upon your soul, I flew back up to the surface as fast as my wings could take me. I healed you then, letting the demon you had become, the darkness that had ensared you melt away back to the depths where it belonged. When I returned you to your body, your soul was like a child's. New, pure, shining brighter than even the sun.

I have never once regretted my choices, my decisions in saving you, in being by your side. Thank you for these six years. I have lived for eons, and I hold these last six years more precious than anything else god has ever produced in this universe.

-Castiel

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Dean, this lollipop you have given me

It is very delicious and sweet.

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@perditionrisen

It had only been a few days since Castiel had regained possession of his vessel and he was doing what Heaven told him now. He had been tortured by his own brothers, his loyalty to heaven and the angels quite literally beat back into him. Ever since returning to earth, he had taken his spare time to rest, to get back to tip top shape. But it seems Dean called for him once more.

He was allowed to answer these prayers, but he was no longer allowed to follow his words entirely. He served Heaven, not Dean Winchester. Appearing in the corner of the room, even his vessel looked tired and bruised from what had happened to his true form.

"What is it, Dean?"

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Castiel's Pick Up Line of the Day

Do you have any raisins, Dean? What about a date?

Are you sexually aroused by my words?

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This is a rare case. Don't you have mind control, or somethin'? /mun is is still wailing and flailing in his grasp

But you do not like it when I do it.

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Cas, tell this chick to start RPing again. /shoves his wailing mun forward

I thought I was not supposed to force people to do things.

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on the head of a pin

Castiel sat in the hospital seat by Dean's bed as he waited for him to wake up. After killing Alistair, Sam had brought Dean to the hospital, even though Castiel had offered to heal all those wounds in an instant. It was his fault that this had happened. But the younger Winchester had been adamant about bringing him here. Not trusting angels, he said. But how could Castiel blame him? After what he had learned from Uriel, he did not trust anyone. 

Sam had let to go get food for himself and had hesitantly left Castiel alone with Dean. He threatened harm upon the angel if Dean was in worse shape when he returned. He wished to heal the sleeping man there and then, but he decided against it. He rather wanted permission before doing anything more.  All he could do was sit and wait until Dean woke up.

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