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Un long dimanche de fiançailles by PallasPerilous for fairy_tale_echo
Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005)
20 Aug 2023
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In Heaven, you can still run from your baggage: but it also has an infinite amount of time to catch up to you.
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Cas is the only thing in Heaven that seems to be available in extremely limited quantities. He’s around, he’s himself, he shows up to parties and dinners when invited. He even answers messages when he’s off giving prostate exams to deep sea volcanic vents or something, which raises some fascinating questions that Cas pretends not to understand when asked.
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Dean is doing fine. Sure, the safety record at his place of employment, the Springfield Nuclear Power Plant, is pretty bad. Also, he’s starting to suspect his baby daughter is a homicidal maniac. But at least he’s got an amazing, sexy husband, a smart-as-a-whip kid brother and an older daughter whose pranks are pretty damn good. (That time she turned Cas’ hair blue while he slept was hilarious.)
But then people start hearing strange noises inside the corner house on Evergreen Terrace. Soon, it falls to Dean and his family to reveal a dastardly plot by evil power plant owner Dick Roman.
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“What are you, then?”
“The same as you are now,” Castiel suggests, “A vampyr.”Dean awakes in an unfamiliar room with a seemingly indelible hunger and he finds he isn’t alone.
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Kinda crack-y, fun and rich. Ko
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Dean takes a uquiz about his sexuality. He’s not gay, dammit!
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“The natural environment of the human soul is a human body,” Cas says. “Humans have yet to meet a foreign substrate that they don’t immediately attempt to colonize. My form in Hell was not an exception.” Then he shuts his mouth very deliberately and gestures back to Dean like his mic is going live in three, two.
“Or the bit where my soul gave you some kind of STD?” Dean finishes.
“It was a poor analogy. I apologize.”
“So what’s a better one?”
Castiel drums his fingers for a second. “It’s more like…the way a parasitic jewel wasp injects a cockroach with venom, and transforms it into a willing host for wasp larvae.”
“Holy shit are you ever bad at this,” Dean says, with that signature brand of fond horror he special-orders just for Castiel, Angel of the Gourd.