the picture prompt meme.

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the picture prompt meme

comment with your character. others will leave a picture (or two, or three...) reply to them with a setting based on the picture. link to any pictures that are NSFW, please. be aware that this meme will likely be image-heavy. that's kind of the point. link to an image: <a href=IMAGEURL>TEXT</a> embed an image in your reply: <img src=IMAGEURL> control width and height of your pictures: <img src=IMAGEURL width=500><br />OR<br /><img src=IMAGEURL height=INSERT>

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[baby_no]

[ Like nearly everything, dean's expression flashes to regret. Everytime he opens his mouth, he just lets it run wild. Not considering the fact that his words very well hurt and not realizing any of this until later when his weird weird little angel shows such pain in those cerulean eyes. Dean doesn't know if the other notices this but there's a lot of emotion in those eyes of his just as much as Dean himself wears his heart on his sleeves. Which is why he's saying all this because he's hurt. This has been a conversation very much overdue and they're having it right now. Can they repair their relationship? Dean's jaw tightens as he tries to compose himself. He muttered, looking off to the side- ]

Damn right you did.

[ He looks down at their hands as Cas's own loosen just a little bit. Not by much, a fraction maybe. Dean looks back up at cas and is caught in that gaze of his. Not quite sure knowing what to do, when to do it because the angel always does this. Makes him like ... There's this tension between them but also .. At least for dean, there's always this sexual tension. It catches dean off guard to the point where he pauses. Lost in cas's eyes. Dean has only just now realized the angel is the only thing keeping him from feeling the blade's need right now. That was kind of a revelation to him, actually. Because nothing has managed to do that so far. He slowly starts with- ]

Well, you sure have a funny way of showing it. Standing by someone usually means you're with that person, Cas. Making decisions together, not going all rogue and thinking I'm not going to give a damn. I'm only human, a little rough around the edges and fucked maybe but I'm doing the best I can. I'm trying, Cas. I'm trying to understand you, to trust you again to depend on you ... but you're making it very hard. If you want to be here, then be here. Because I can't do this anymore. You're turning me into a freakin` lady in waiting for Christ's sakes.

[heavenonearth]

[ sometimes it feels as if they have entire conversations with their eyes, as if they don't need to exchange words at all because it's right there in a long, intense gaze. all of castiel's regret, anger, sorrow, joy, serenity, stubbornness - it always shows through his eyes like a window to his grace, and dean has always been good at reading it. it's this unspoken bond, this ability to know each other's minds entirely through a single, lingering glance that perhaps makes dean so special to him, what keeps them close even when they stumble and argue.

but even they can't go forever without speaking, working things out with words. sometimes things build, or one or both of them are too stubborn or tired, and it comes out like this, all fire and anger. it's rare, especially for even-keeled castiel, but it is not unheard of. ]

Is that what you do, Dean? Rely on us for everything? You can hardly expect me to pass every decision by you when you won't do the same for me. For us. You keep yourself locked tight, and never let us in.

[ but castiel's voice is soft now, sullen and somber, all the bite taken out of his words, leaving only honesty. his knuckles creak when he at last loosens his hold, and releases dean. ]

You must understand, Dean. I am an angel. I have a duty to heaven that I can't neglect, not after I -- [ a quick breath, and he averts his eyes in shame. what devastation he wrought in heaven remains his heaviest, greatest sin. ] -- after.. everything. I can't always be with you, even if I'd like to be, because I have work to do. But you must know that I do everything that I can for you, that I do my best to answer when you call, when you have need of me, even if it means dropping everything I am doing. I only wish that was enough for you.

[baby_no]

[ The eye-sex they're having is very much real. Its been there for as long as Dean can remember, words unspoken could be interpreted through their pair of eyes but in the end, they're nothing short of vocal with each other. And always always coming to some sort of agreement with one another no matter the frustration because that's what loved ones are. A damn near hassle but completely worth the fight. So they can come to a solution, kiss and make up. Not literally, of course. But you know what's being said here. The bond dean has shared with Cas is a blessing, he's never let anyone this close. No one. And .. Never again. Dean has crashed and burned one too many times. Dean barks out- ]

Don't you turn this around on me.

[ It's true, he keeps everyone at arms length, never letting people concern over him but there was a reason. He believes with every fiber of his being that he was just a liability to everyone in his life. It would actually be better if he just up and left everything behind or die one or the other he wouldn't care much. Everyone would be happy, they'd live happy lives. Instead, they've got this unimaginable weight that is Dean Campbell Winchester. He knows what his brother thinks of him so this is why he's come to this conclusion of giving himself hell and more.

The mark is only making it a hundredfold worse. Twisting it, twisting his mind with lies and making him paranoid of everyone. Trusting no one. The darkness looms over dean like a storm cloud. He welcomes it. This is what he deserves. The sudden movement surprises dean. With a blink, even when the other has removed himself dean doesn't move. Doesn't so much as breath. He knows cas does so much for him but he also has been more than confusing lately. Dean finally breath's out- ]

No but it's alright to neglect us, to neglect me? I'm sorry I'm such a problem for you. Don't worry though, I won't make the mistake of bothering you again. You can leave now, we've done this dance before. I'm no longer your problem.

[ And he ends that with an arm slightly raised to reveal the mark for emphasis. Unknowing that this could very well release another bout of anger. Or not, who knew? ]

[heavenonearth]

[ the injustice of it surges hotly in his blood, and castiel feels himself tense, and he's caught between backing down, as he always does, and punching dean right in his head because it's what he deserves.

but castiel knows better. dean is.. angry, he's always angry, it's always there, lurking beneath the surface of his facade, waiting for an excuse to break through, but this is different. this is anger of a different color, and castiel knows that the mark is affecting him, has known since the moment he burst into his headquarters and confronted castiel with pointing fingers and scathing accusations. it had been hard to keep his cool then, just as it's hard to keep it down now, but castiel forces it, swallowing it down as is his custom, though his eyes bore into dean like drills, sharp and forward. it's hard not to flinch away from the ugly sight of the mark, and the cold fear it strikes into his heart.

he holds his ground, and his voice is even. ]

You are not a problem. You are never my problem. Stop talking like this, Dean.

[baby_no]

[ Even if dean didn't have the mark, the anger would still forever be there. It was his constant struggle in life and it's what he always surmounts to. Just one big fiery ball of red hot anger. Living this life, losing the people he loves and the constant shit that happens to him is why he doesn't let anyone in. Refuses to let anyone in and if by some sheer luck that he manages to let his defenses fall .. Which is always the case with castiel, well. You know already what the angel reduces him to. Cocking his head to the side, Dean responds- ]

Oh? And why should I. Correct me if i'm wrong but it really sounds like that's what you're saying. You know as much as I do that it's true. So, when are you going to wake up and smell the roses? That this is our life now. I'm giving you an out, I suggest you take it.

[ His jaw tensed at his own words, his heart hoping cas doesn't take him up on his offer but he also wants what's best for the angel. Which would be to let him go. Dean has made peace with this. But of course he knows that Cas is ever loyal to him to a fault. ]

[heavenonearth]

[ apologies, dean, but he's going to have to let you down again. because castiel is loyal, fiercely loyal, and yes, more likely than not it is surely a fault.. but it is one that he will never surrender. not now. not after all they have been through, all the war and pain and blood. not after castiel has given up everything for this one man, again and again. ]

I have never said that. If that is what you choose to think, that is your decision, and yours alone.

[ castiel turns toward dean with squared shoulders now, unflinching and unmoving, solid as stone. ]

But if you expect me to leave you forever, you're going to be sorely disappointed. I just gave up an entire army for you, Dean. How can you think I would turn my back?

[baby_no]

You might as well have said it because it's what you meant.

[ Why doesn't cas see this? That he would be better off severing ties with him? He'd be happier, live a longer life if he just did this. Of course the Winchester was wrong on so many levels because he was selfish, only choosing to see the negative side of things. Not considering the fact that there was a silver lining because ... Well, if there was one, dean wasn't seeing it. His brother has left him so many times, it's registering to his brain that his best friend would do the exact same thing.

His poisoned mind would say that cas already has left him in the past but that was only half true. The only time cas has honestly left him was when he was damaged as an angel taking hell's memories away from Sammy. It had left him as a total mess, like a child too scared to function properly. Any one little thing frightened cas so he had otherwise abandoned dean so he was safe from any threat and dean could hardly blame him for being that broken. Regardless, the angel had never truly left him, it was dean who always pushes people away. To save himself some grief but that never seemed to be the expected outcome. Frankly, the opposite.

What his friend said next hit him with realization. It was true, cas could have killed him, to make a point. To prove to his family of his full loyalty to his kind. But he couldn't. Because though they've had their differences ... One thing still remained the same, whether dean wanted to admit it or not because of brovado; They loved one another. It was the look of pain and pleadance and the trust in cas that he wouldn't kill him that won his angel friend over so there was no blood shed that day. Dean can only be thankful for their strong as iron, bond.

Dean doesn't look directly into cas's eyes as he admits- ]

I never asked you to do that.

[ A pause and then answered the question truthfully. Looking cas directly now. ]

Because my brother has before. Eventually everyone leaves me one way or another. This is just me trying to save myself a heartache.

[heavenonearth]

[ castiel has patience for a great many things, most especially where dean is concerned - he honestly gives him far more slack than he has ever given anyone, but it burns hot when people put words into his mouth, wrongly assume what he is thinking to twist it to their own agenda.

it's the mark talking.

dean has hardly had it very long and already castiel hates the things, wishes with all of his being that he could burn it right off of dean's arm and out of existence, or even take it from him, carry it, but neither are possible. it's eating away at him already. the sooner they find a way to purge him of this damnable thing, the better - until then he will simply have to continue reiterating himself until he suffocates on his own words. ]

Dean.. Sam is here for you, too. He gets angry with you, and you have to accept that. It's human. You do the same to him, it's how you two function.

[ castiel is stepping forward again, and there's righteous coolness in his eyes now, fearless and forward, absolute honesty. he takes ahold of dean's lapels again to drive the point home, to keep his attention while castiel stares directly into his eyes. ]

But Sam has always come back to you, he has always stood beside you when it really counted. In the end. And so have I. Do not doubt us, Dean, and do not doubt that you come first in our thoughts, always. Please. You must not forget this. Don't let the mark twist you.