tardis-impala:
prompt: metatron doesn’t show up and cas gets to give dean what he went shopping for.
pairing: dean/castiel
words: 1,137
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8.22 reaction ficlet
moonstiel:
contains some spoilers
The knock is louder than he means it to be, echoing through the hallway and in his ears and making him wince. Already this feels like a bad idea, even before he hears the creak of bedsprings and Dean’s voice calling out, “Who is it?”
“It’s me,” Cas tells him, and shuffles his feet on the floor. The plastic container in his hand makes a crinkling sound as he squeezes it too hard, and he loosens his grip immediately.
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saltyfeathers:
it starts out as a joke. dean calls cas angel, sunshine, baby, whatever strikes his fancy that day. cas isn’t bothered by it, after the initial, my name is not sunshine, dean, and i in no way resemble light photons- in this form, at least, and dean’s reply, yeah, cas, i’m aware.
sam just rolls his eyes.
when they’re at diners it’s- what do you feel like today, honey?
in the grocery store- hey, babe, you want some of that dumb green stuff you like so much?
when dean wakes up in the morning and cas is sitting silently at the desk, book in hand- morning, sunshine.
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moonstiel:
It’s March 7th on the day that Castiel, in a final moment of complete desperation, rips out his grace and falls from Heaven, and it’s December 2nd that he is born again, to Isla and Louis Frederickson, of Whitefish Montana, who nine months previously had been awoken from a post-sex nap to the news of a comet landing just a mile away, and three weeks later had discovered that Isla was, miraculously and completely unexpectedly, pregnant.
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