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Cody/Rex procrasitnate
“We...should work.”
Rex’s voice drawled before he hiccupped, and the sudden squeak made Cody’s eyes scrunch in the corners as he giggled.
“It was your idea to procrastinate, cyar’ika,” Cody reminded him as he tipped the bottle of rum upside down and let the last of the droplets hit his tongue.
“You’re my boss. You’re supposed to stop me from making bad decisions,” Rex argued as he slumped into Cody’s side with a lopsided grin.
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I have been reading a lot of your fics recently, they are all really well written. And they are so heartfelt. ☺ There is something about the way you write Dean and Cas that makes them so relateable. What inspired you to write We Can't Keep This Undercover? Of all the ways Dean and Cas tried to show Sam they are together, which one was your favorite to write? Which one was your least favorite to write?
Awwwww you’re too sweet omg, I’m literally in tears over the fact you’ve been reading lots of my fics and you think they’re so well written!! It makes me so so happy you feel like my fics are so heartfelt, thank you so so much!! ☺️ You have no idea how much it means to me that you find the way I write Dean and Cas to be so relatable! Thank you a billion times!
Okay so, for the first question, We Can’t Keep This Undercover was for the SPNStayAtHome event and the one word prompt was undercover. Of all the fics I wrote for that event, this idea was the one that came to me the quickest in terms of like what I wanted to do as a broad idea. Something about the word undercover made me think, “what if Dean and Cas are keeping their relationship undercover?” and then it quickly snowballed to, “what if they aren’t keeping their relationship undercover at all, what if they’re being super obvious about it, but Sam is oblivious and keeps missing all the signs.” I feel like I just haven’t seen much oblivious Sam fics, like usually he’s the one egging them on and pushing them together, so the thought of writing one where he’s completely missing everything Dean and Cas keep doing, is just really interesting and I loved the concept.
My favorite way I wrote Dean and Cas trying to show Sam they were together was definitely the scene in the hallway where they were making out and basically about ready to rip each other’s pants off. That scene came to mind very early in the story and I was so excited to write it. I really loved the idea of them being all over each other and Sam just throwing a curve ball and thinking they were under a spell instead of trying to get laid. In my head, I hoped it would hit that mark between being a little hot and steamy while also being funny with Sam interrupting. Plus, I just really enjoyed writing Dean and Cas being so desperate they can’t even make it to Dean’s room heheh.
My least favorite way I wrote Dean and Cas showing Sam they were together was the scene where they were cuddling after watching the movie. I only say this because, at first, that scene didn’t exist. The scene after the hallway makeout session was actually Dean and Cas playing footsie under the table in the library and Cas moving his foot up Dean’s thigh towards areas. But I wrote half the scene, went back and reread it, and HATED it. It felt completely out of character and just not like something Dean and Cas would do, and characterization is so important to me, so it just felt wrong. And so I deleted the whole scene and spent 20 minutes pacing my room trying desperately to figure out another scene, and then finally landed on the idea of the cuddling movie night. So it was my least favorite only because it gave me so much trouble. All of the other scenes flowed so easily and so quickly, like I knew exactly what I was doing with every other scene, but that date night cuddling scene was just so hard for me to come up with for some reason.
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Stay with Me
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A joint mission between the 212th Attack Battalion and the 501st Legion is something Commander Cody always looked forward to. If only because it allowed Cody to check in on his favorite brother: Rex. Rex always knows how to make missions easier on the commander. He always helps develop plans of attack, offers to do patrols, and makes sure Cody takes care of himself, whether it is bringing him a meal or making him get some sleep.
And Cody knew that this mission would be no different.
It is late at night and Cody is reviewing maps of the planet and trying to form a solid plan on how to invade the area. The sound of his tent flap opening pulls his attention from the holomaps and to the intruder.
“Rex, what are you doing here?” Cody asks. He is not even the least bit surprised to see the other man. After working so many missions alongside each other, Cody was used to it. In fact, Cody was beginning to wonder when Rex would show up.
“I just got off of patrol duty and noticed your light was still on. It is getting pretty late and we have a big day tomorrow, why don’t you turn in.”
Cody looks at Rex and levels him with a small glare. If it were anyone but Rex, Cody would have chewed them out for trying to tell him what to do. But with Rex, Cody knows it comes from a place of genuine concern. He can even see the concern in Rex's eyes.
“I can’t sleep,” Cody says.
“And why is that?” Rex asks curiously.
“There is just too much on my mind. Sleep will just elude me. It is better to get some work done and make preparations for tomorrow’s battle,” Cody states.
“And getting sleep the night before an important battle is probably the most important preparation,” Rex retorts. He levels Cody with a glare of his own, there is a slight challenge behind it. “You will do no good on the battlefield if you are tired.”
Cody knows that Rex has a point but he is not about to concede to the younger man. Instead he turns his attention back to the holomaps and studies them for several moments.
“Cody,” Rex draws the commander’s attention to him again. “You need your sleep.”
“I know, Rex,” Cody admits as he turns off the holomap.
Before Cody can change his mind, Rex drags the commander to his cot and strips him of his armor. “Don’t worry, I will wake you if anything interesting happens.”
Rex turns off the lantern in Cody’s tent and makes his way to the tent flap when Cody stops him. “Rex, stay with me.”
Cody doesn't know why he says it, partly because he doesn't want to be alone and partly because he doesn't want Rex to leave. But needless to say, the words left his mouth before he could stop them.
Rex looks over his shoulder at Cody, and through the dim light cast by the moon, Cody can see a small smile break across Rex's features. That smile alone makes it worth it.
“If that is what you want, then that is what I shall do,” Rex says.
Cody feels a flutter in his heart at Rex’s words. Cody is grateful for the darkness that coats the room because it hides the blush on his cheeks from his companion.
Cody makes room in his cot for Rex and lightly pats the area next to him. “You should get some sleep too,” he suggests.
Cody’s heart jumps into his throat when Rex lays next to him in the cot.
“As long as I will not make you uncomfortable,” Rex says as he turns on his side to look at Cody.
Cody shuffles so that he lay facing Rex as well. “It won’t.”
Cody looks at Rex and sees that he is still wearing his armor. Cody moves closer to Rex and begins to unclasp the armor pieces in an unhurried motion. Cody relishes in the feel of Rex’s muscles under his hands as he slides the armor plates off. It is somehow more intimate than when Rex removed Cody’s armor.
“Cody,” Rex whispers in the commander’s ear.
It is then that Cody realizes just how close he is to Rex. They are chest to chest, legs tangled together, and Rex’s arm is wrapped around his waist.
“Rex,” Cody whispers back.
“I love you,” Rex claims.
Cody looks into Rex’s eyes and sees nothing but love and devotion in their honey gold color. A smile breaks across the commander’s face as he closes the distance between them, needing to feel Rex’s lips against his own.
“I love you, Rex,” Cody says when he pulls away from the kiss and rests his forehead against Rex’s. “Will you stay with me?” The meaning behind these words is completely different than they were before - this is him asking Rex to be with him in every way possible.
“For as long as you will have me,” Rex replies with hope.
“I will have you for eternity,” Cody says.
Rex plants a gentle kiss against Cody’s lips. “Then eternity it is. Somehow I do not think that will be long enough.”
“Me neither,” Cody admits as he cuddles up to Rex.
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anyway.
super-spoilers for 15.20 - please DON’T READ until you’ve watched
When Dean pulls his baby to a stop, the dust billows out from behind her. Twilight has fallen over this particular slice of Heaven and the reflection of the moon ripples across the surface of the water. He’s not sure how long he’s been driving (Bobby was right when he said that time was different here) but...he figures it’s been long enough.
He steps out of the Impala, letting Miracle jump out behind him with a happy yelp. She tears off toward the railing of the bridge and then sits, panting with her ears crooked. “What’s out there, girl?” Dean asks, not really asking - it’s just become a thing that he says to Miracle when she shows interest in something.
He stretches and revels in the way his back and knees don’t pop or ache in the slightest. He lets out a breath and when he inhales, he smells it. It tips his head down and brings a smile to his face. There’s dust on his boots and he swirls up more as he kicks over to open the trunk.
When he pulls his head out, crumpled to hell trench coat in his hands, he finds that he’s not alone. He’ll be along, Bobby had said, knowing smile. Sam would come too, down the road, but right now -
“Hello, Dean.”
Dean meets his eyes, his finger-in-a-socket hair, his perma-stubble and oh. “Let’s get two things out of the way,” Dean says firmly, walking toward the angel.
Castiel tilts his head in that deliberate act of confusion, but his eyes are sparkling. He’s long learned how to tell when Dean is joking. “Yes?”
“First, I hate that trench coat,” he says, pointing to the one Cas wears. “This is the right one.” He shoves over the ball of canvas in his hands and Cas doesn’t hesitate. He sheds his coat and takes the one from Dean - thinner and longer, belt floppy. It’s a trench coat that, years ago, Jimmy Novak pulled on in the middle of the night to leave his family, not sure what he was doing or where he might be going.
“And second?” Cas asks.
They’re close, now. Close enough that Dean can fuss with the lapels of the coat, straightening them and shaking the collar out. And then, his hand rests, big and warm, right over Cas’s heart. “Second is I love you too, you stupid son of a bitch.”
Before Cas can finish saying, “Dean I don’t think you should swear in Heaven,” Dean is kissing him. It’s awful - they’re both laughing into it and trying to hold each other the same way at the same time. It’s awful and a mess and they keep kissing until it’s not. Until it’s perfect. Until they’re perfectly slotted together.
They pull apart at Miracle’s bark, both of them looking over. In the time since Dean pulled over, it’s come on dawn and the sun is rising over the lake’s horizon. The dog is standing beside the Impala, tail wagging and ears cocked expectantly.
“Hey Cas,” Dean says, turning to rest his forehead against the angel’s, “wanna go for a drive?”
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for the prompt: Dean calling Cas his friend even when they’re dating and Cas being confused
[read on ao3]
In a surprising turn of events that may or may not have been prompted by Sam telling them with a cheeky smile that he’s off to see Eileen, Dean and Cas end up having the bunker for themselves for the first time in weeks.
So when Dean wanders into the room he and Cas have been sharing since… Well, since whenever they finally got their shit together, he’s actually surprised to find Cas lying in bed wearing Dean’s sweats and one of his old ratty tee-shirts, so concentrated on the book he’s reading that his brows are furrowed.
It’s infuriating how good he looks. If Dean’s being honest, Castiel always looked like a goddamn model to him even with his ratty trenchcoat and bulky suit on, but ever since he’s started wearing clothes that actually fit him? Clothes that are almost exclusively Dean’s?
Count Dean in as perpetually blown away by his very own boyfriend’s appearance.
(Which in turn gives Sam a reason to run away every once in a while, to Dean’s greatest pleasure.)
“Really? We’ve got the house to ourselves and this is what you choose to do with our free time?” Dean chuckles as he drops on their bed.
Cas doesn’t make a single movement but Dean immediately goes for his warmth as he plasters himself against his side, finding “his” spot in the v-shape of his neck and breathing in. He drops a soft kiss where Castiel’s shoulder meets his neck, smiling when Cas lets out a silent little huff.
“Hey, sexy,” Cas finally says, eyes still on his book but one of his hand carding through the mess of Dean’s hair.
Dean lets out a hilarious huff, because everything about Cas using that phrase is hilarious at best, but Cas actually using this without even batting an eye is peak comedy.
“Hey, grumpy.”
That, at least, has the merit of pulling Cas off his book. He looks down at his boyfriend with the world’s most puzzled gaze Dean has seen in the past three decades, and it does nothing to stop another laugh from getting past the hunter’s lips.
“Why am I “grumpy” in this analogy?” Cas asks, sounding so dramatic that it sends Dean through another wave of laughter. “I’m actually in a very good mood.”
“Oh yeah? Why don’t you show how good of a mood you’re in, my friend?” Dean asks wiggling his eyebrows, already closing his eyes waiting for the kiss to come.
Which doesn’t come, and when Dean opens his eyes again he’s met with another one of Cas’ bewildered look. He pushes himself up on his elbow then, catching Cas’ gaze and losing himself in the baby blues he loves so much for a little while.
“What’s up with you?” he asks, this time with mild concern because Cas is acting strange now. “I’m just messing with you.”
“I just —,” Cas starts before he stops and looks away, and Dean can’t help but feel a surge of anxiety immediately rising up from his guts.
It’s still new, this thing between them, despite having been there for more than a decade. It’s still new because they’ve only allowed themselves to have it for a few months, and every day Dean has to pinch himself to assure that it’s real.
It’s not always easy.
It’s love and laughs, but it’s also fights and dirty laundry and bed unmade and pizza being shared at 3 am because your former angel of a boyfriend woke up wanting that half-eaten pepperoni special that you didn’t manage to finish earlier in front of yet another cowboy movie.
Dean has never felt this full. But it’s also anxiously waiting for your boyfriend to explain what’s wrong after you’ve made a stupid joke, and Dean kind of hates it right now.
He lets one of his hands wander under Cas’ shirt, fingertips tracing patterns on the skin of his chest.
“You can tell me, Cas.”
“You keep doing that,” Castiel finally says, meeting his eyes again, “Calling me your “friend”, but we have… sexual intercourse every day, sometimes several times a day, I don’t see how that still qualifies me as a “friend”. Do you have sex with all your friends?”
This time Dean can’t resist and literally burst out laughing. When he manages to get his composure back, Cas is still looking at him expectantly waiting for an explanation.
Dean kisses him instead.
It still feels a little bit unreal, being able to lie in bed doing nothing but share shallow kisses with a former angel of the lord. It also feels like riding an actual rainbow, and when Castiel’s arms finally wrap around him and pull him on top of him, Dean smiles wider into the kiss.
They’re allowed that, now. They’re allowed love and sex and all the in-betweens, and Dean loves the in-betweens.
“I only have sex with one of my friend, Cas,” Dean whispers against his boyfriend’s lips. “And it’s you, dumbass.”
“But I thought I was more than a friend?”
Dean sighs, trading another shallow and tender kiss before answering. “Well, here’s the thing, babe. If you aren’t friends with the person you’re in love with, there’s a potential issue here.”
Cas’ brows furrow again, and Dean smiles.
Good lord, he loves him so much that sometimes there’s an ache in his chest when he realizes.
“You’re my best friend. Which means I’m the luckiest guy alive because you’re also my boyfriend.”
Dean fits his lip on Castiel’s again, kissing him gently. Cas huffs into the kiss, still holding on to Dean but apparently still not convinced.
“I still don’t get it, Dean.”
“One doesn’t cancel the other. Actually, it strengthens it.
“But —,”
“Sweetheart, you’re my boyfriend and my best friend and my friend. You’re all of it. And I feel blessed for it.”
Cas finally smiles and there’s something twinkling in the warmth of his eyes as he finally leans in and kisses Dean, all tongue and teeth this time.
When they part, Dean is panting and there’s a cheeky smile spreading on Castiel’s lips.
“What was that for?” Dean asks.
Cas smiles as he drops back on his pillow, his hand behind his head. “Being your lover, your best friend, and your friend.”
“I’ll take that,” Dean smiles into another kiss.
For a little while that’s all there is, kisses and cuddles and sweet words whispered into each other’s mouth.
Until Cas, who apparently cannot let go of anything, chimes in again.
“Do I still need to be Grumpy in your analogy?”
Dean laughs against his lips, dragging his lips over the light stubble on the line of his jaw.
“Would you like it better if I called you Dopey?”
And if there’s anything the past decade taught Dean, it’s that being pressed into the mattress by a very sexy Cas not even 2 minutes after that usually means he did his job well enough.
So maybe switching from Grumpy to Dopey was the trick all along.
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I've been tagged in one of these, so I decided to make my own post!!
I've been on Tumblr for two in a half years. My story started back in late 2019 around when school started in September. I officially got back into the Clone Wars fandom and started to roleplay and write with one person. That turned into role playing and writing long stories with many people and bonding with them in multiple fandoms, the clone Wars fandom, and our own OC work! I joined discord servers and shared my love for many fandom ships with other people and I wrote seemingly hundreds of stories in one year!! It's mind-blowing to me! I even found the most loving, patient, and understanding mentor of all time who gave me so many writing tips whilst we wrote an amazing story together!
2020 has been very negative indeed. A lot of things happened to me, mentally, emotionally, physically, and I went through so many spiritual changes. 2020 was undoubtedly the worst year I've ever had. But with all these amazing things that happened to me throughout it, I couldn't be any happier and luckier!! That's why I am so excited to start 2021 off with a bang! Next year will start so powerfully and I am excited to get it started!! I just pray that 2021 doesn't end up being 2020 2.0😂
Even through the bad, there was always some good. Lots of positivity has been spreading around the internet to the people who need a bit of leeway and happiness to end off the year good! I want to join in on the fun, so here I go!
(Sorry to those I might miss or can't fit in the tag list! ✨)
I want to thank all those who have been tagged down below or those I missed but know are the reason why I had a positive change this year! From Tumblr; your support, likes, and reblogs. To Archive of our own; your kudos, bookmarks, and comments. To ALL the people I've met along the way!! To ALL those I bonded with this year and I hope to become better friends with! To all my co-authors and co-writers! This one is for you!! I am so, so thankful for your kindness and love. It's carried me so far💖👋🏼
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Beautiful Soul
Read it on AO3 here!https://ift.tt/2VY8zm8
by galaxymysteryelephant
“Dean, have I ever told you that you have a beautiful soul.”
Or what starts a love confession.
Words: 500, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Supernatural
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Link: https://ift.tt/2VY8zm8
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so I was tagged by @starrynightdeancas and @galaxymysteryelephant and a few others, to post my lock screen, home screen and the most recent picture I took.
(homescreen credit: @elvenlicht)
also yes, that is a profoundly CREEPY cookie biscuit I found a few days back. it's the eyes. can't help feel proud sharing this monstrosity *shudders*
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They load Cas up into the carriage at first light. With a stomach full of breakfast and dread, Dean wonders how long Cas can go without food and drink. The disquieting answer is, apparently just as long as he can go without breathing.
Dean and Castiel sit on the rear seat, Dean on the right, Cas on the left. His left wing is splinted and wrapped and wrapped again against Cas’ body, and his longest feathers go down farther than the seat can allow. On his right side, however, those feathers are cut short, courtesy of Lucifer’s blade, and for this reason, Dean can keep Cas tilted against him. His arm around Cas, his chin atop the crown of Cas’ head, he sits and he holds on and he waits.
The carriage bounces and rumbles. The weather stays cloudy but refuses to fully rain upon them. When they change over from Jo to horses, Dean stays inside with Cas. Though Dean’s pants fit Cas just fine, Cas’ new modified shirt is loose over the bandages, and not simply because they had to slice the back open to fit over his wings. The overall effect makes him look oddly small, dwarfed by his own wings. The bruise marring his face is just as dark as it was the day before. Dean touches it gingerly but, as both expected and feared, Cas makes no sound, no attempt to avoid Dean’s probing finger.
Cinderwings: Chapter 12 by @bendingsignpost
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Codex, marriage vows
When Rex had pulled him aside before they were about to depart for their next mission, the last thing Cody had expected it to be about was marriage vows.
“So, what do you think?”
Rex looked so hopeful, and his sheepish smile lit up his eyes brighter than the galaxy’s most vibrant stars. There wasn’t a need to ask if he was sure, and Cody’s mind was already made up.
“Alright, cyar’ika, but quickly, we’re expected.”
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For the unusual(ish) ask, could you please answer: 11, 16, 23, 31, 34
Darling!! Thank you for sending these my way!! I apologize that it took so long for me to answer this ask! But I really appreciate you sending them to me! I love answering these and the fact you sent me so many makes me very happy!
11) what unusual talent do you have?
Oh God. I don’t think I have an unusual talent? I literally can’t think of anything. My mind is coming up blank. I’m sorry.
16) if you had to get a tattoo right now, what would you get and where?
I’d get a little paw print with the name Millie under it for my first dog who passed away earlier this year. As for placement, probably either my ankle or on the back of my shoulder.
23) if you could break one of your bad habits which would you choose?
Oh, that one’s easy. Cracking/popping my joints. Mostly my knuckles, neck, and back. I have a habit of popping them all the time. Every day. And I know it’s not good for you, but it’s been a habit for as long as I can remember. It’s super hard to ignore the temptation, too. When my fingers or back feel stiff, the first thing I do is go to pop the joints to release the tension. I know I need to break the habit someday, but gah, it’s so hard.
31) You can change one thing about your life right now. what are you changing?
My sleeping schedule. If I could actually get decent amounts of sleep every night and have it be consistent, that would be amazing. Unfortunately I’m all over the place. I sleep either 5 hours or 2. I’m either asleep by 1am, or I stay up until 5am. There’s no in between. I’m a mess when it comes to my lack of a sleep schedule and I if I could I would happily change my sleep schedule to be better and healthier.
34) Do you like your hogwarts house or do you wish you were a different one?
I’m a slytherin and I’m very proud to be in slytherin! I love my house and wouldn’t want to be in any other house. There needs to be better representation to the slytherin. There’s a lot of good qualities in the slytherin house, and a lot of those qualities match me, so, to answer the question, I wouldn’t want to be sorted into another house.
Unusual(ish) asks <3
#asked and answered#galaxymysteryelephant#thank you for sending <3#i loved answering these#this was a lot of fun#sorry it took so long to answer#youre the sweetest
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Rex paces the length of the hallway restlessly until a hand on his shoulder keeps him in place.
“You need to quit pacing before you run a hole through the hallway,” a commanding voice says. Rex looks to see Cody’s helmet staring into his. “Is something on your mind?”
“No, I am fine,” Rex lies.
“It is not like you to pace, Rex’ika,” Cody states.
Cody’s hand, still a firm pressure on his shoulder, gives a gentle squeeze encouraging him to talk about what is bothering him.
“This past mission, I encouraged my men to violate a direct order from Krell. It goes against all of our protocol but I was tired of losing men. I was tired of Krell not listening to me or valuing my input merely because I’m a clone. We are not droids who mindlessly follow order, we are men. We have the ability to think things through.” Rex releases a sigh then admits, “I am losing faith in my general, he seems different; he left us with Krell without any thought. Why would he get called to Coruscant in the middle of a campaign?”
“Rex,” Cody says his name with reverence. He pulls the captain into a hug. “I know you are not going to believe me when I say this but I am going to say it anyway: your actions on Umbara saved your men. And you are right, we are men, we think things through before we act. And that means if an order comes through, one that we do not agree with, that we can disobey it. You didn’t do anything wrong. You need to know that.” Cody pulls back from the hug. “And regarding Skywalker, there is something different about him, but we will find it out together alright.” Cody preforms a keldabe kiss on Rex. “You do not need to figure all of this out on your own, I am always here for you.”
“I know. It is a big part of the reason I love you so much,” Rex says grateful to have his riduur here.
“I love you too, Rex.” Cody bonks their heads together again. “Will it help settle you if we cuddle.”
“Definitely.”
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✨ ✨ ✨ Tagged by: @angelwars11
Rules: bold the statements that apply to you, italicize your aspirations, then tag nine people.
Air
I have small hands / i love the night sky / i watch small animals and birds when i pass them by / i drink herbal tea / i wake to see dawn / the smell of dust is comforting / i’m valued for being wise / i prefer books to music / i meditate / i find joy in learning new truths from the world around me
Fire
I don’t have straight hair / i like to wear ripped jeans and overalls / i play an organized sport / i love dogs / i am not afraid of adventure / i love to talk to strangers / i always try new foods / i enjoy road trips / summer is my favorite season / my radio is always playing
Water
I wear bracelets on my wrists / i love the bustle of the city / i have more than one set of piercings / i read poetry / i love the sound of a thunderstorm / i want to travel the world / i sleep past midday most days / i love dimly lit diners and fluorescent signs / i rewatch kids’ shows out of nostalgia / i see emotions in colors not words
Earth
I wear glasses or contacts / i enjoy doing the laundry / i am a vegetarian or vegan / i have an excellent sense of time / my humor is very cheerful / i am a valued advisor to my friends / i believe in true love / i love the chill of mountain air / i’m always listening to music / i am highly trusted by the people in my life
Aether
I go without makeup in my daily life / i make my own artwork / i keep on track of my tasks and time / i always know true north / i see beauty in everything / i can always smell flowers / i smile at everyone i pass by / i always fear history repeating itself / i have recovered from a mental disorder / i can love unconditionally
Hahaha Ok, that was fun
Now the tag
@madness-of-fire @caramelbluff @littlevodika @thatkanragirl @iputtheaceindisgrace @parkkrys @mysticperfectionbird @galaxymysteryelephant @lilythebluewitch
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Pat reappears. She nods to her mother, and with that, Ashley begins to pull on the rescue rope. Dropping the wet feather into the boat and sticking his arm through the mask’s band, Dean helps her. They haul on a firm, resisting weight. The wet rope is a black and slippery tendril, and Dean holds tight until his hands burn with the cold. Pat paddles to the side, making room for a dark, rising shape.
He surfaces chest first, shirt cut, the blood sigil clear and red, neither scabbed over nor rotted open. His head lolls back into the water, and his wings stretch below him, endless, their tips invisible beneath the gloom. Holding onto the boat, Pat lifts his head up, touching him without the reservations that decay brings. The immense discoloration of his face must be a bruise. Eyes closed, body limp, Cas doesn’t cough or breathe, but he doesn’t look ten days dead either, no matter how much murky water spills from his open mouth.
Carefully, Pat manages to turn him around so his chest faces the side of the boat. They get one arm up, and then the other. Pulling at his clothing only rips it further, the worn fabric weary with water and half-shredded from the attention of fish and bottom-dwellers. Needing the firmer grip, Dean grabs Cas’ right hand the moment it’s within reach, and the skin is cold and slimy with algae.
Cinderwings: Chapter 12 by @bendingsignpost
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