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The world's already over and they're already dead. All they're doing now is marking time until the end.
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- Part 1 of Down to Agincourt
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18 Aug 2021
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There is no such thing as a guarantee when it comes to war.
The outcome's known. Why try?
Return your rusty sword to battered sheath,
bow your head and bend your stubborn knee. Why
take the field when you cannot win the war?
But Harry -- he went down to Agincourt.
--Harry Takes the Field by bratfarrar (AO3 link here.)
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22 Aug 2021
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"actually what if post 15x18 dean accepted his sexuality and started thinking of himself as a widower like fully acknowledging that he has gay thoughts and that cas was his emotional partner and he thinks himself into a territory of like. if we both felt romantically for each other....were we dating? if we spent the past 10 years like this are we common law married? so he just starts referring to cas as his like. late partner. he’s having a bittersweet moment trying to verbalize what he couldn’t before because at least he can do this much for cas’ memory? except nobody else knows what he’s doing" - @vonnegutguy on tumblr
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25 Aug 2021
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“What else was I supposed to say, Sam?” Dean asks him. “I’m not...look, Cas is my best friend, and I care about him. That’s it.”
“And you renovated a house for him,” Sam continues. “And live with him.”
or: a year in the life, in which it takes some time, but they figure it out
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She’s always had a make and a model, but it’s only after Castiel parks her in the bunker garage, Dean coming to lean irreverently against her side, that she has a name.
“When you were Castiel,” Dean says, “you were untouchable. Unknowable. A stranger. But now you’re Cas. You’re our friend. Our family. Not quite sure when one became the other, but the person who this car belongs to is definitely Cas. So maybe...we’ve been calling her the Continental, right? But that’s so formal. You know her now, so she needs a nickname. What if we called her Connie?”
“Connie,” Cas repeats, testing the feel of it. He hums to himself, sounding as pleased as she feels. “I like it.”