Supernatural HER AU: HIM
└ Dean Smith downloads the OS1 operating system, not expecting for it to go by the name Castiel, and to develop an heartfelt friendship with him.
even when your fire runs out,
will you start it up again?
I tried to not be too nsfw but ehhh might change a few things for when I colour it.
In the land of Gods and Monsters
I was an Angel
Living in the garden of evil
Screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed
Shining like a fiery beacon
You got that medicine I need
Fame, Liquor, Love give it to me slowly
Put your hands on my waist, do it softly
Me and God, we don’t get along so now I sing
No one’s gonna take my soul away
I’m living like Jim Morrison
Headed towards a fucked up holiday
Motel sprees sprees and I’m singing
'Fuck yeah give it to me this is heaven, what I truly want'
It’s innocence lost
dean talking to punk!cas about his tattoos and what music he likes when cas casually adjusts himself by palming his crotch for a few seconds; he does this in the middle of deadpan answering a question and maintains eye contact the entire time.
dean staring at cas’ crotch for those few seconds with eyes wide as saucers. cas rubbing himself slower and more deliberately when dean doesn’t look away just to make dean blush and stammer.
Meta Fiction // 9.18
I have to comment on that last gif because… gosh if ever there was a perfect visual representation of Dean’s arc this season, that is it. Because Dean has always had an inner darkness that is part of him (a darkness nurtured by Alistair in Hell, a darkness that reveled in the purity of Purgatory, a darkness that we see being tapped into by the mark of Cain), and as littlehollyleaf and I both just talked about, Dean is a man who struggles with a duality in nature, struggles between the light and the dark within. And that is represented beautifully by that division of light at the start of that gif. But then what happens? The darkness then moves to cover his face completely, the light gone, consumed, and all that remains is shadow.
Just my interpretation of course, but I suspect this is another hint at the very dark place Dean will be in come season’s end…
All this duality of Dean stuff is my new favourite thing!
To further this speculation - don’t forget the song that was playing over that final gif. The Sun Ain’t Gonna Shine Anymore. And when the sun isn’t shining what are you left with…? ;)
(and now I’m thinking about Cas being Dean’s sunshine, oh man!)
Boyking Sam concept collab with animation and art done by the ridiculously talented Tania
It still irritates me so much that we never got her background, but we got Crowley’s. She’d been on Spn since season 1, the beginning, but we learned more about Crowley, his human name and where he came from, how he got to hell, even though he wasn’t even introduced to the show until season 5…
And Meg was so mysterious a character! Back when she possessed Sam she says she has had many names. So who is she? Originally? What was her name? Where is she from? How old is she? What century is she from? How did she end up in hell? Did she sell her soul too? And if so, what for?
"You don’t know Crowley."
That’s another plot the writers never delved into either. How does she know Crowley? How did they meet and become enemies? She says, “Crowley is ALWAYS the problem.” What is their history together, huh? What happened between them? I wanted to know all of this! I kept waiting and waiting and every time I saw Rachel Minor’s name show up, I thought, this is it. This is the episode we learn about Meg and who she really is. I cannot believe they never ever took the opportunity to delve into the longest running villain and female character on the show. Blows my mind.
Six months into their relationship, Castiel’s enthusiastic affection hasn’t wavered a bit. He still reaches for Dean’s hand in the middle of the supermarket and holds it until he has to let go. He still kisses Dean’s nose every chance he gets in spite of all the grousing about the terribly undignified nature of nose kisses. He still tangles his legs just so with Dean’s before he drifts off, a sleepy whisper of “‘night, Dean” the last words on his lips.
Castiel’s touch is a near-constant reminder that Dean is loved and cherished and worthy of affection and after so many years of life getting in the way, so many years of unthinking second-date kisses and absent affection; skin hunger is finally a thing of the past. After so many years of disappointment, Dean can’t believe his luck.
"I’m a lucky man," he murmurs late one night; under the cover of darkness with his lips poised over the soft spot beneath Castiel’s ear. He sighs contentedly and presses a lingering kiss before pulling Cas closer.
"I’m luckier," comes Castiel’s sincere - if drowsy - reply.
And for once, Dean doesn’t argue.