Title: Tell Me That the Lights Won't Change
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earzwideopen Rating: R to be on the safe side
Pairing/Genre: Gen or pre-Destiel, depending on your mood (I wrote it thinking it would be gen, but readers have officially confirmed they thought it worked as both, which is great with me!) ;)
Spoilers: Season 8 (Purgatory flashbacks)
Warnings: Language, general
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But I just... you've made me so happy. And writing it made me so happy. I love win-wins. :)
Also, really with the Jerry Maguire?? Because that would be the second psychic moment this fic has encountered. (The first being that you messaged me as I was posting it). I think I get superstitious about OTPs. ;)
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And I absolutely love your comments! I think that one of the most interesting things about Castiel is that we can see his learning curve about human customs and behaviors throughout his screen time, but even when he reaches Season 8 he retains some angel-logic when tackling problems. He's constantly walking the line beween empathy and utilitarianism; but I think that when it comes to Dean he's able to show both sides, which is what makes him such an unexpectedly good caregiver.
And bahhh I may have just veered into my headcanon there. Haha. Oops. But bottom line, you're so awesome and thorough with your comments and I love it. :)
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Of course, I love how open the fandom is to shipping almost everything and anything. But sometimes I think it's more fun and interesting to explore the aspects of gen/canon friendships that allow characters to make physical contact.
Gahhh I type too much!
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Honestly, you and everyone else's incredible work brought me out of the lurker shadows, and you've all been so welcoming and supportive... Just hooray and thank you so much!!
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He felt like a poorly assembled jigsaw puzzle, like his entire body had been grafted on and his nerves were rejecting it like a botched organ transplant.
Living in Purgatory was like having your pet peeves magnified to an almost intolerable level: you almost heard the nails scrape down the chalkboard, but then again it could have been your imagination.
So beautiful. I've got a huge weakness for this kind of verbose craziness, especially in Purgatory-fic, and I love the fact that you've managed to blend that weirdly poetic tone with a Dean-voice that still feels totally in-character. And oh Lordy, we need more Dean/Cas h/c like this. Way more. ♥
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Thank you for, once again, helping me feel more secure in my batty stylistic choice. Heehee.
Dean/Cas h/c. It is the pie to my Dean. ;)
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I could write or read a full-length novel of threatening!Cas. Guhh. ;)
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