edgebug:

“Hello, Dean.”

“Hey, Cas.”

i felt like actually coloring the animation this time
(did it work out ok)

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i know you can hear me

iworryaboutyourachel:

The first kill is surprisingly easy, but Naomi isn’t fooled.

“Again.”

Castiel hesitates. In the way his hand shakes before his blade is buried in Dean Winchester’s chest, the problem manifests, and Naomi is determined to stamp it out.
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Puppet number thirty-eight begs for his life.

Castiel weeps silently, and Naomi has to force his blade herself.

-

The two hundred and thirty second kill has Dean swinging a fist at Castiel’s jaw.

There is no glint of satisfaction, as Naomi hoped, when Castiel slashes his throat.

-

“You’ll thank me for this,” Naomi promises.

Castiel stares blankly ahead. Around them are towers of the corpse of one man.

Any sympathy Naomi has is brutally suffocated under the memories of miles of burnt out angel wings a would be god left scattered among the spheres of Heaven.

-

Four hundred clings to Castiel’s coat and whispers something in his ear.

The grip is strong even after death.

Naomi peels back the fingers and watches the arm land with a dull thud.

She wants to rest. Instead, she waves the blood splatter off Castiel’s clothes, leaving him clean and untainted.

“Again.”

-

“I care that you’re broken,” she whispers tearfully to Castiel’s face. “That’s why I’m fixing you!”

Dean’s head is cradled lifelessly in Castiel’s lap. He tenderly strokes the body’s hair.

Naomi doesn’t think Castiel hears her.

-

Nine hundred and ninety-nine is almost perfect.

One thousand is relief.

One thousand and one is assurance.

One thousand and two is for the hell of it.

salternates:

i was really surprised at cas’ restraint in last night’s episode. he’s killed dean a thousand times but he didn’t the one time it mattered, and to have kept himself from dropping to his knees in relief, in horror, and grasp the real dean tight to be like Yes, this is him and he’s alive—

it made me think of “a list of rules, established as i go.” don’t tell him. don’t tell him.

bentobride:

Or you choose to forget.

Because to you, he is just Cas.

And this is how you will keep him for the rest of your life.