Empty
There’s nothing abstract about death. No grappling with mythical concepts. No vague hopes, built on blind faith. Not for Dean Winchester, anyway. Death is a gut punch, immediate and real, and he feels its shock in every bone as he sits on the bunker’s cold floor, head in his hands.
And afterimage of Cas plays on repeat in his head. The sucking, slurping noise of the Empty taking him. Castiel’s teary smile - serene, accepting.
He’s gone.
He’s gone, and with him the chance to reply to his confession. To man the fuck up and say something, anything instead of just standing there like an idiot and, tail tucked between his legs, going for a stupid “Don’t do this.”
Love.
Loss.
He can handle both, but not like this, not in this sudden, heady, terrible mash-up of something ending when it could just have begun.
Castiel’s death cuts through Dean like an axe. He’s cleaved in half and bleeding out. No strength left to pick up the phone and answer Sam’s call. No oxygen in his brain to process that the world is ending. His muscles are deflating, skin cold, and everything that hurts is slowly growing numb.
Cas is in the Empty. Dean is empty. Hollow. Drained. A shell.
Death isn’t abstract. It’s physical. Sticky, black and consuming.
Dean cries into his hands.
Take me as well.
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dude remember that one time boss fell asleep on his five minute break
boneus V
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Here's some facts and doodles about Gorm's arms that I couldn't fit anywhere really. xD
His arms are very flexible and dexterous. Able to twist, shorten and extend quite a bit; they can stretch twice as long as their resting length. So if you think you're out of reach, you'd better go three times the distance.
Like an octopus, the suckers have a touch-taste ability. He uses them to explore the enviroment, find food etc. The present humans figured out to use an extremely bitter spray to deter a grabby arm. The bitter taste will have the arm recoiling and also send a "EUUUWH nasty!" signal to his brain. It's a very effective, harmless, way to not be grabbed. Unless he really wants to pick you up, then he'll just do it with his hands. You can spray all you want on those.
His "hair" isn't really hair. It's more like finstalks, containing muscle tissue so he can move them around a bit. But they mostly move on reflex, like when he's startled or scared. His "eyelashes" aren't made of hair either. xD
Also he's venomous. But he rarely use it as it's a bit of an overkill.
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paisley pudge
cropped wip doodles of a friend’s wol. yes im slightly obessed. what about it.
pp belongs to @paisleypudge
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i dont think ive ever been possessed by such a primal rage as when my mom told me not to wash the cake pan bc her boyfriend "was stronger so hed do it better" i stomped my way back to their room just to loudly affirm im WAY stronger than hell ever be no matter how many damn pans he cleans.nyways the cake pan cleaning chore went back to me 🩷
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