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“Weddings- marriage- it’s weird.” Dean pauses. “I don’t get it, but I also kinda envy them, ya know?” A deep breath in. He sniffles like a nervous habit. “Like, somehow I thought I’d be dead by thirty, but I also had this thing in my head that I’d get married. That’s what guys are supposed to do- what people are supposed to do. Get married. Just felt like something that would automatically happen whether I wanted it to or not.”
“Did you want it to?”
Yes.
Dean pushes his lips out. “Don’t know how much it matters. Pipe dreams usually stay in the pipe.”
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It’s 1973, and it’s the middle of spring, and each passing day is warmer than the one before it. The troops are returning from Vietnam in droves, and the American shores they stumble upon are just a little more accepting of homosexuality than the ones they left all those years ago. But Father Castiel Novak has never even stepped foot out of Salvation, let alone out of the Midwest, and as the only priest in this very small town, he’s determined to remain in the closet until his very last breath.
Things take a turn when Salvation’s newest resident confesses to having urges for other men. Dean Winchester wastes no time in asserting himself as both intolerably arrogant and an ungodly temptation, and Castiel’s only defense is to keep his distance. Despite his best efforts, a friendship still ensues, and it’s a very slippery slope then, with things going from bad to worse when Dean offers his self-proclaimed good hands to help bring Castiel’s family home back to life.
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06 Jul 2025
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How can he say more than the words that don’t even capture a fraction of the pain. You were dead. Three words that are too weak to hold up the agony. Cas, you were dead, and you weren’t coming back. I know because I burned the body.
“Okay, alright. You don’t need to speak. It’s alright- I’ll- I’ll just-” and then Cas is holding up a glowing hand that he moves over the vague shape of Dean’s body under the tangle of his bedsheets. “I can’t sense anything wrong. Nothing malignant, or even duress of natural causes. I don't- I don’t know what’s happening.”
Cas, man, it’s actually not as bad as it seems. I think I’m having a panic attack.
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18 Jun 2025
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Castiel slips from his chair to kneel at Dean’s feet. He takes Dean’s hands in his, and there on the floor holding something with devotion, he understands Communion. He understands Eucharist. He understands believing in someone so deeply that to shelter a piece of them within yourself is an act of untempered faith, love and prayer and deep-wide trust.
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Cas comes back. Dean can’t stop touching him.
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25 Apr 2025
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After Jack rescues him from the Empty, Cas wakes up in a certain barn in Pontiac, Illinois to find Dean waiting for him. On the drive back to the home Dean has built for them in the year since Cas's death, he learns the depth of Dean's feelings.
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11 Jan 2025