In a dire situation, Dean agrees to be Castiel's vessel to smite the threat. There's no hiding the tattered wings and broken halo ever again now, though...
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In a dire situation, Dean agrees to be Castiel's vessel to smite the threat. There's no hiding the tattered wings and broken halo ever again now, though...
#celebratingdean | Week 3: Divinity
He wants to carve me up into something metallic something sharp
Complete this conservation: "You told me you wouldn't leave me! You're supposed to love me! You need to heal yourself so you can stay with me. I – I need you, Cas. I love you!"
“You told me you wouldn’t leave me!” Dean screams, practically shaking the lifeless body in his arms. He has no idea why Castiel did it, extinguishing his grace for something as dumb as stopping Lucifer. It had worked, Lucifer now secured in the cage, tighter than before, his screams of pain and madness still echoing in Dean’s head.
Drops of water fall over Cas’ still, ashen face and Dean realizes that he’s crying.
“Cas,” he whimpers. “You’re supposed to love me! You need to heal yourself so you can stay with me.” He pulls Castiel to him, holding him close. “I – I need you, Cas. I love you!"
For a long moment, the only thing Dean can hear is his own choking sobs and Sam yelling his name somewhere in the distance. A flutter of wings behind him causes Dean’s shoulders to sink in relief. He turns slowly, eyes drawing down the angel standing before him.
He looks different than the last time Dean saw him, no longer resembling John or Adam. Dean is sure, though, that he’d recognize him no matter what vessel he wore.
“Bring him back,” Dean demands, the words choked out between sobs. Michael stares at Dean, his expression placid but warm. “Please, please bring him back.”
“I can’t do that,” Michael says, eerily calm.
“You can!” Dean shouts. “You can! You owe me!”
“Dean.” the word comes out low and patient, like a adult reprimanding a child.
“You’re out of the cage because of Cas!” Dean shouts. “He freed you. You owe both of us. Bring him back!” Michael frowns sympathetically, his brows drawing together.
“It’s not as simple as that, Dean,” he says. “This vessel is temporary.”
“I don’t care!”
“If I even attempt to resurrect Castiel, this vessel will combust before I can begin.” He holds out his hands in a placating manner. “I’m sorry… I need a stronger vessel.” The words hang in the air between them. Dean sniffs and stares down as Castiel’s lifeless body. He raises his head toward Micheal
“Then take me,” he says. Michael’s expression shifts minutely in surprise.
“Dean-”
“Take, Me.”
“Dean, I don’t want to coerce you into-”
“If you take me, can you save him?” There’s a long pause before he responds
“Yes,” Michael says and Dean thinks he almost hears regret in the word.
“Than do it,” he says. “Take me.”
“You’ll be my vessel?” Michael takes a step forward. Dean squeezes a hand on Cas’ shoulder.
“Yes,” he answers firmly. Michael nods and places a hand on Dean’s head.
The last thing Dean sees is a flash of blinding light and Castiel’s eye fluttering open
Because I’ve been watching some let's play of Hollow Knight I have an au version of Dean as a vessel.
Vessel Verse by cloudyjenn
Summary: Jimmy is trying to save the world. Castiel is trying to help him. Dean is Castiel's vessel.
Comments: 10/10 Extremely interesting idea, I have no idea how this story could end, but I guess that’s up to each reader’s imagination.
I Wanna Take Your Hand (and make it feel so right)
Cas and Dean sharing a body, shower handjob.
Author: tiptoe39 Pairing: Dean/Castiel Rating: NC-17
I Wanna Take Your Hand (and make it feel so right)
Someone remind me to write this.
Me: Oh god vessel!Dean. What if Dean was masturbating with out knowing Cas is in his head and he's having some really kinky thoughts about him and Cas and just hears Cas encouraging him in his head. Thinks he's just fantasizing it but it's really Cas encouraging him. Twin: flkbndfl YES! Me: And some of his grace is working so he starts teasing Dean making parts of his body tingle, maybe slickening him up >3 Me: I kind of want to write this now. Me: Maybe after I do some dishes. Twin: I kind of want you to write this
more evidence maybe?
Another thing I have noticed: Crowley calls Dean out on his cheap, clichéd lines. Can you blame the guy? I mean:
"Where's your angel?" "Ask your mother" "There's that grade-school zip. Missed it. I really did."
And then once more:
"This ain't over by a long shot, Crowley" "Really, Dean, who writes your stuff? A marshmallow?"
1. Ain't those one-liners a little bit too cheap even for Dean? And who doesn't quite grasp the concept of puns and stuff and ends up saying all sorts of awkward things? Whose sense of humor, given that he even has one, comes off as naive and childish to common humans?
2. There was no point in that scene. You could say Rule of Funny, but that's what the moose part is for. You could say that it's just Crowley being his sassy self, but he had already had a word for everyone by that time. Why would Crowley need to point out TWICE, and completely out of context, that Dean is not being, uh, particularly inspired? #vessel theory guys