Jul 7, 2021
OKAY I WROTR A FIC ABOUT THIS SCENE
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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OKAY I WROTR A FIC ABOUT THIS SCENE
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
obsessed with the fact that lil fetus jack sent cas was basically a steamy vision of dean thanking him for being sexy. sir those are your DADS!!!
Those visions... That was THE FUTURE
THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE FUTURE
obsessed.. sam is literally just running through a field
I'm honestly still sooo entertained by Cas’ paradise showing Dean in full close-up, thanking Cas for something, happiness written on his face, while Cas flexes his recovered wings and then Sam is just ... running somewhere in a field or something. For some reason, it made me imagine Cas journaling and, like, Sam and Cas being on a case alone once and Cas being so sad about being so incredibly alone (even though he's not really alone alone cause Sam is right there lmao) and writing something like:
Dean and I haven’t gotten to talk today. The last time we spent the night together was a week ago and my soul is dark and heavy in his absence. Every cell of my corporeal form screams out for him; his tender touch, his sweet kisses, his skin, made of stardust and freckled with constellations. Every time I think of how far we’re still apart, there is a pit inside of me, that threatens to swallow me up whole. Until I remember that I will see him again, I want to let it.
It’s all loneliness, irregardless of the name, and he alone makes it bearable. Yet, we’re apart, by time, by space, by obligation, by the will to do good, and the darkness that hangs on that reminder tears me apart with as much strength, as the universe grows with, being ripped by dark forces itself, as it expands at hurtling speeds. I truly cannot bear the loneliness much longer. If this is hell, I ache for every sinner on earth and beyond.
All the while, Sam is sitting on the other motel bed, bored, going „Hey, Cas, since we’re finished with the case we could go celebrate or something, go out for a drink maybe, we never really get to talk mu-“ and Cas, not even looking up from the page, saying „Sorry, Sam, I can't. I’m really busy.“
It was a gift. To keep.
It was a gift (I made. For you) to keep. (Just this one. Just for you.)
I love you.
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It's a gift. You keep those.*
It's a gift (I made. For you.) You keep those...gifts I mean, that's what they're for...all of them.*
I love all of you.
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What other gifts were you planning on giving him or hoping you could give him, Dean?
What gifts did you wish Cas would receive from everyone else who cares about him?
Cause it's not just you, right Dean? That would be too obvious.
But you're still hoping he got the message. Though it scares you. And yet you chose to say/do that...
Cas' paradise include him getting his whole wings back! 😭
AngelCas!endgame
I mean I wanted to see that, not just imagine that/wonder if he got his powers and wings after Jack rescued him from the Empty (should've been Dean to do that btw sigh)
It was a gift. To keep.
It was a gift (I made. For you) to keep. (Just this one. Just for you.)
I love you.
vs
It's a gift. You keep those.*
It's a gift (I made. For you.) You keep those...gifts I mean, that's what they're for...all of them.*
I love all of you.
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How many more gifts were you planning on giving him, Dean?