SPN Fic: Black and White (Castiel/Meg; G)
Title: Black and White
Author: agirlnamedtruth
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Castiel/Meg
Claim: Castiel/Meg
Theme: Theme #01: Elemental
Prompt(s): #11: Light
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not my sandbox.
Summary: Meg is supposed to be black. Castiel used to be white.
Warnings/Author Notes: Also using this for the prompt 'black and white' at writerverse
Black
Demons were black. Their eyes were windows into the darkness within. No matter what any of them might claim, there were no shades of gray.
Meg looked at herself. She could hide behind her banter and her ulterior motives; she could even hide behind thorny beauty if the glove fitted. But even she had to admit, her Clarence was dragging her into shades of gray that weren’t meant to exist.
White
Angels were white. Castiel knew he wasn’t much of an Angel anymore but sometimes the old urges would kick in and he’d find himself wanting orders to follow. He’d want to make himself pure and clean and simple again.
Castiel looked at himself. That was impossible now. He’d strayed too far from the light, too close to the darkness. He stared into that darkness, into her eyes and gave himself over to the black, knowing he would never be pure white ever again.
Written for Challenge #37: Quick Fic Amnesty (prompt: black and white) @ Writerverse
and
Written for the prompt 'light' at SPN 30 Snapshots
Author: agirlnamedtruth
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Castiel/Meg
Claim: Castiel/Meg
Theme: Theme #01: Elemental
Prompt(s): #11: Light
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not my sandbox.
Summary: Meg is supposed to be black. Castiel used to be white.
Warnings/Author Notes: Also using this for the prompt 'black and white' at writerverse
Black
Demons were black. Their eyes were windows into the darkness within. No matter what any of them might claim, there were no shades of gray.
Meg looked at herself. She could hide behind her banter and her ulterior motives; she could even hide behind thorny beauty if the glove fitted. But even she had to admit, her Clarence was dragging her into shades of gray that weren’t meant to exist.
White
Angels were white. Castiel knew he wasn’t much of an Angel anymore but sometimes the old urges would kick in and he’d find himself wanting orders to follow. He’d want to make himself pure and clean and simple again.
Castiel looked at himself. That was impossible now. He’d strayed too far from the light, too close to the darkness. He stared into that darkness, into her eyes and gave himself over to the black, knowing he would never be pure white ever again.
Written for Challenge #37: Quick Fic Amnesty (prompt: black and white) @ Writerverse
and
Written for the prompt 'light' at SPN 30 Snapshots