Title meme answer 4.
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kat_lairFourth answer to the Title meme. This is for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lolabobs.
Now, you may think that the summary and snippet read like two different fics, but they’re not. I just prefer my 'deep and meaningful' to be laced with humour and videos about funny cats, okay? It's the way I roll.
Untold, Unspoken – Supernatural – Castiel/Dean/Sam
Summary: Castiel falls, quiet and inevitable like the last leaf of autumn. It happens in increments; slow steps, small choices, and Dean and Sam, always at the heart of it, at the end, waiting. One day Castiel turns around and it’s like nothing has changed, except him, except the taste of the world. He thinks he understands more now than he did before with all the knowledge of the Heaven at his disposal. After all, what is Heaven without Earth to shelter? What is he without people to die for? Nowadays, Castiel feels the strong spin of the planet in the pull of his own blood, in the growl of Impala’s engine and in the space between brothers where he fits perfectly; man betwixt men, grace become flesh.
Snippet:
Sam laughs, loud and uninhibited, laptop precariously balanced on his knees as he sprawls across the backseat of the Impala.
Castiel had thought Sam would be reluctant to give up his place at the front, that Castiel would be the one riding in the back. But they share it easily, without need to discuss whose turn it is.
“What’s so funny?” Dean glances at the mirror, his lips curling up at the corners like they always do in response to Sam’s laughter.
Castiel knows how that smile feels against his skin, just like he knows why Sam is laughing.
“Cas sent me a video clip,” Sam says, something like disbelief colouring his voice.
Dean actually swerves the car, the front wheels skidding off gravel before he gets it back under control. “What, like porn?”
Castiel turns to Dean, indignant. “I do not like porn.” He doesn’t.
Dean looks kind of guilty and Sam snorts, reaching out to thwack the back of his brother’s head.
Castiel is used to this too. Sometimes Sam gets him to smack Dean on the head when he thinks Dean deserves it, although mostly Sam likes to do it on Castiel’s behalf.
“It’s about cats,” he continues.
Sam laughs again, leaning forward until his chin is resting on Castiel’s shoulder and the tips of his too long hair – Dean thinks it’s too long, Castiel doesn’t really mind – tickle the side of Castiel’s face.
“Cats,” Sam huffs happily. “You sent me a video about cats.”
Dean looks at them from the corner of his eye, shifting gears. “But why?”
“Cats are funny,” Castiel says, because, well, they are. He’s watched a lot of videos of cats on the internet.
“Yeah, Dean,” Sam agrees. He loops an arm around Castiel’s chest and catches his eye in the mirror, grinning brighter than the midday sun. “Cats are funny.”
“You two are such dorks,” Dean sighs, but he too is smiling, wide and fond.
Ahead of them the road stretches on, wet and sparkling after the rain.
lolabobs.Now, you may think that the summary and snippet read like two different fics, but they’re not. I just prefer my 'deep and meaningful' to be laced with humour and videos about funny cats, okay? It's the way I roll.
Untold, Unspoken – Supernatural – Castiel/Dean/Sam
Summary: Castiel falls, quiet and inevitable like the last leaf of autumn. It happens in increments; slow steps, small choices, and Dean and Sam, always at the heart of it, at the end, waiting. One day Castiel turns around and it’s like nothing has changed, except him, except the taste of the world. He thinks he understands more now than he did before with all the knowledge of the Heaven at his disposal. After all, what is Heaven without Earth to shelter? What is he without people to die for? Nowadays, Castiel feels the strong spin of the planet in the pull of his own blood, in the growl of Impala’s engine and in the space between brothers where he fits perfectly; man betwixt men, grace become flesh.
Snippet:
Sam laughs, loud and uninhibited, laptop precariously balanced on his knees as he sprawls across the backseat of the Impala.
Castiel had thought Sam would be reluctant to give up his place at the front, that Castiel would be the one riding in the back. But they share it easily, without need to discuss whose turn it is.
“What’s so funny?” Dean glances at the mirror, his lips curling up at the corners like they always do in response to Sam’s laughter.
Castiel knows how that smile feels against his skin, just like he knows why Sam is laughing.
“Cas sent me a video clip,” Sam says, something like disbelief colouring his voice.
Dean actually swerves the car, the front wheels skidding off gravel before he gets it back under control. “What, like porn?”
Castiel turns to Dean, indignant. “I do not like porn.” He doesn’t.
Dean looks kind of guilty and Sam snorts, reaching out to thwack the back of his brother’s head.
Castiel is used to this too. Sometimes Sam gets him to smack Dean on the head when he thinks Dean deserves it, although mostly Sam likes to do it on Castiel’s behalf.
“It’s about cats,” he continues.
Sam laughs again, leaning forward until his chin is resting on Castiel’s shoulder and the tips of his too long hair – Dean thinks it’s too long, Castiel doesn’t really mind – tickle the side of Castiel’s face.
“Cats,” Sam huffs happily. “You sent me a video about cats.”
Dean looks at them from the corner of his eye, shifting gears. “But why?”
“Cats are funny,” Castiel says, because, well, they are. He’s watched a lot of videos of cats on the internet.
“Yeah, Dean,” Sam agrees. He loops an arm around Castiel’s chest and catches his eye in the mirror, grinning brighter than the midday sun. “Cats are funny.”
“You two are such dorks,” Dean sighs, but he too is smiling, wide and fond.
Ahead of them the road stretches on, wet and sparkling after the rain.
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on 2010-06-19 02:11 pm (UTC)This!
How much do I wish this was EPIC length?
I could read this forever.
♥
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on 2010-06-19 04:17 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2010-06-19 03:20 pm (UTC)I would read this many times over.
I love this fake fic!
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on 2010-06-19 04:18 pm (UTC)no subject
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on 2010-06-20 09:24 am (UTC)Thank you! This was a delight to write and on some level I'm itching to expand it but on the other level my brain is going 'noooooooooooooo think of the
childrenWIPs!'no subject
on 2010-06-20 03:19 pm (UTC)no subject
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on 2010-06-20 05:19 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2010-06-20 06:40 pm (UTC)and I emotionally blackmailed you into it...no subject
on 2010-06-20 07:54 pm (UTC)Also, that is the cutest icon.