It happens to everyone - sometimes, you have nights where you just can't fall asleep, no matter what you do. It could be for a number of reasons, or no reason at all. And this is what's happened now: you've been laying in bed for what feels like hours, just tossing and turning, and nothing seems to help. So what's left to do? Get out of bed and go wake someone else up, of course. If you're not getting any sleep, then why should they?
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o p t i o n s 01 • FEAR. Maybe you're hearing strange, indeterminable noises; maybe there's a severe storm happening outside; maybe you watched a scary movie before bed? Whatever the reason, you're terrified and it's keeping you awake. You just want to wake someone else up so they can protect you from the monster in your closet.
02 • HUNGER. Your stomach is growling and it just won't stop. Or perhaps your throat is so dry you could cough up a tumbleweed? Well, you've gone to the kitchen to remedy this and hey, that was a pan that just dropped on the floor. It was loud enough to wake the dead! Oops.
03 • PAIN. Your body is completely worn out, be it from exercise, battle, sickness, or what have you. Either way you're in enough pain to keep you from sleeping, so maybe someone else has a home remedy or something, or can at least help you take your mind off of it.
04 • SOLITUDE. For some reason, your bed just feels so empty at the moment. You're feeling terribly lonely and really just want someone to keep you company for a while. Maybe it'd be easier to fall asleep if you're with them...
05 • DISCOMFORT. Your room is an oven. Either that or a freezer. Or maybe this bed is just really uncomfortable? Who knows why you can't get to sleep, it feels like it could be anything. Why even bother trying? Maybe someone else can preoccupy you until you feel tired enough to ignore your discomfort.
06 • PENSIVE. Something's on your mind, and no matter how hard you try to focus elsewhere, it's just not going to work. Your body may be tired, but your mind is incredibly busy and it's virtually impossible to get to sleep. Surely, talking it out with someone else will help?
07 • SADNESS. Something terrible has happened that day, perhaps; or you could just be severely depressed. Either way you're trying your hardest not to cry yourself to sleep, and it's not working at all. Better find a way to get it out of your system somehow; you need a shoulder to cry on.
08 • ANGER. You are just... fuming. Who knows why - that annoying dog is barking again, or maybe the people next door are getting busy and keeping you awake. Whatever the reason for your ire is, you'd better put an end to it so you can get some damn rest already! Go wake up a friend so you can complain to them.
09 • RESTLESS. You're far too energetic to sleep right now. Maybe you're just trying to do so out of necessity - you have to be up early tomorrow! But you just don't think you'll be able to fall asleep for a while now, so why waste the time trying to sleep when you could be doing something else? Namely bothering someone else - you're totally jealous because they're getting more sleep than you.
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bakerstreet2012-05-05 11:11 pm
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The Teinolophos was first--and, if I recall, it was supposed to be reptilian. Until someone gave it flat teeth. Then, there was a huge debate--egg laying, flat or round bills, what color the fur should be.
[He sighs, securing the bluebell a bit more, and returning to the cherry blossoms]
No one could decide what should be left out. That garrison was often full of arguing, in the beginning of all things. So, they gave it everything. Finally, it appears with warm blood and brown fuzz, with molars and a stinger. I asked my brother why it was gifted with venom.
He told me, something looking that strange could use a bit more protection in the world.
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I wish all strange things had that kinda protection.
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Never made to take on great responsibility, or the human suffering of others. Namely, Sam. Castiel's free will, remorse, and love broke him, in the dark, awful depths of that unspeakable torture at the hands of his brother, the Fallen.
Perhaps he was never meant to be this. But he is. And now, there aren't pieces left of him to put back together.
He looks down a bit, spinning a cherry blossom between his fingers.]
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You're stronger than y'think.
[And she means that in complete earnest.]
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I am powerful. That will never be strength.
But I can see now. [And it's all he can manage to stay away from the dark.]
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You're loyal. And sweet and kind.
Those are all strengths in my book.
You're like--[She hums softly and then breaks out into a smile] You're like a sunflower, Cas. [♥]
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Helianthus annuus. How am I like that?
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Well y'always stand up tall. [She waves a hand over him for effect] Y'got crazy hair. [Ruffling it now.]
And... [A long hesitation] Y'always face the light.
[ow. Right in the feels.]
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It's hard to say if Cas is thinking. He doesn't do too much of that anymore. He only sits, and watches the flora and fauna, enjoying his Father's creations as he used to, before Earth, before His absence, before his fall, before the Winchesters, before the end. Before Dean. Before Nike.
He blinks, eyes suddenly welled. The blossom flutters to the floor. A tear trickles down his weather worn cheek.]
...not always.
[he looks away suddenly--and vanishes. He isn't gone, though. He's sitting on a corner of the bed, hands clasped tightly, gazing out the window. Awake. Alive. Abase.]
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First a few fingers and then an entire hand around his form. She pulls him down, down to lean against her. Softly she begins to rub patterns into his hair.
No words. Not for the moment. Instead she begins to hum softly.]