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Cas may have been more prepared for the sudden appearance of his twin if his grace hadn’t been restricted as it was. He would have been able to sense another of his brothers (or…versions of himself) approaching. In the state he was though, he could barely summon up the surprise he may have otherwise felt. Unfortunately, he knew this wasn’t his timeline. As soon as he’d figured that out the possibility of meeting his alternative double rose exponentially.

….He just hadn’t thought that would really happen. After all it hadn’t so far, and he’d been living out of his own realm for at least a decade, possibly more. (Time was fluid, and difficult to keep track of after…..just after.)

Perhaps it was lucky he was so worn out, he would have used up his remaining energy trying to discern the possibilities. As it was he simply watched the other with a weary expression. Demonic captivity wasn’t a luxury experience. “In comparison to what?” He rasped. He was well in some ways, not as much in others. One should strive for honesty in all things, that was what he’d been taught.

The weary expression is to be expected, given the experiences anyone under captivity might face.  Still, he’s quite curious of the other’s own past.  He’d been to that point of weakness and back, so it wasn’t so much that the weak grace surprised him as much as the other’s lack of...energy?  There’s no defiance or edge that would indicate the other wouldn’t willingly give in were they in a fight.  Or perhaps he didn’t expect it from one that was like him.  Who knew?

“In comparison to whatever may have come before.  Or are you suggesting you’re fine as you are?”  The question wasn’t meant to be answered, the angel already trying to work the cuffs open with the key he’d found on a nearby table.  For demons, they hadn’t been very careful around his double, and he wondered if it was to do with the other’s weakened state.  

“I want to know how you came to be here”, he clarifies, finally managing to free his double’s wrists.  He glances over the other curiously, seeing if he needed to heal anything.

[holyunclean]

Cas gives Sam a hug, his smile felt curved against his ear, purposely-accidentally puffing an affectionate breath in lieu of actually blowing in his ear straight up. Sam might not like that and he wouldn't risk it. "Happy Birthday~" He purred, happiness emanating like static on a wool blanket. "I learned how to make icing flowers for your cake this year." He was quite proud, though they weren't completely picture perfect they's taste good. He made up for it with effort.

    Sam had been in his library, given the rare occasion he had to read for pleasure. It was his birthday and Sam would rather the day pass as normal. In pursuit of that wish Sam headed straight to the first floor room after his second cup of coffee. He had switched to tea so as not to be too keyed up over anything. Only when Cas had entered the room did Sam smile, stand. He pulled into the embrace with a gentle, rumbling chuckle. "Did you?" asked Sam. "When did you learn all that?" He would never fully love his birthday but Castiel made it bearable. Made it some modicum of enjoyable. Worth it. He loved seeing the light in Cas' eyes when he'd given Sam something he was truly excited for Sam to have. That there? That made it worth it. Sam pulled Castiel into a gentle kiss. He couldn't help another right after it. "You didn't have to, you know."

[nevermeanttofall]

Meme: ‘a moment of weakness’

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Send ‘a moment of weakness’ and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter. { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }

15. Your muse is being kept hostage and mine has just rescued them.

He’s…very confused when he barges in and finds the other chained by cuffs from the ceiling.  He would think that by now he’d be accustomed to finding his doubles, and yet here he was.  Castiel glances around, apparently the demons outside standing guard were the only ones present, since he senses nothing other than the other’s weakened grace.

“…Are you alright?”, he asks as he steps closer to begin undoing the binds.

[jamaisgrandi-archive]

“But if you change your mind, you know where I am.”

“Why? So you and your friends can kill me?” Lucifer rolled his eyes. “Not a likely scenario I’d want to be a part of, Castiel.”

[murdcrpup-a-blog]

“ frankly speaking, i wanna give up. ”

“Cas, you can’t give up. Okay?  We’re gonna figure this out, I promise.” 

[holyunclean]

Cas winds his arms around Sam's neck and presses a kiss to his cheek. "Happy birthday." He greets softly in his ear. "It is customary to have cake so I baked you one."

Sam closes his eyes. Maybe in another life, another time, he would’ve been angry with Castiel. Shrugged him off and told him not to bring his birthday up. But ever since he’d parted ways with Dean and given up hunting, he’d had to make a certain peace with the way his life had gone. Castiel was very much a part of that peace. He knew that rejecting the birthday wishes now would also likely cause his pet to feel as though he’d done something wrong, and Sam did not want that. Castiel was perfect. It was his birthday, and all Sam’s feelings surrounding it that were not.

“You have a habit of doing this, you know,” says Sam with a small smile. “Coming up and hugging me from behind.” Sam doesn’t mind. Likes it, in fact. Even if he won’t come right out and say that. Some things should be said in a language other than words. Sam turns in Cas’ arms, and lifts a brow. “I don’t have to blow out candles do I?” That was customary too, but Sam had no wishes to make. His eyes search Castiel’s for a few moments, and he hasn’t said it yet, but he knows he’ll tell Castiel that this means something to him. A great deal. @waywardtendencies

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Would that make things easier to excuse? Probably. But he wasn’t. He flushed. “No…..I apologize.”

He’s tempted to say it’s alright.  He’s tempted to say that he doesn’t need to apologize, not really.  He just isn’t sure what to ask.  What to say, it’s unexpected.  “I didn’t exp-” He paused, taking a deep breath.  “What brought it up?  I mean, you haven’t had any hints of this before.”

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Dean wasn’t expecting what he saw in a million years– Cas, sprawled out over the couch, his name on the angel’s lips…

“Oh, shit!” He says, shocked, but there’s a short burst of laughter in his voice. “Uh– Okay, then. I’m just– gonna go... But, uh, props on figuring out how to use the, uh, equipment.”