You'll outlive this person, it's a given. Their lifespan compared to yours is but a speck, an ant in the eyes of a god. You're immortal - or, at least, extremely long-lived - and they're doomed to die. Yet, somehow, you've begun to love them. Will you nip this in the bud and try to cut things out from the root...or will you let yourself be set up for inevitable loss?
how to play;
- Comment with your character and your preferences (ie, m/f, no smut, etc). Also, be sure to include what part your character will play, otherwise you become nearly impossible to tag.
- Reply to others.
- Use my prompts or make up your own.
prompts;
- unspoken: There's something between you that is more than platonic, and you both understand it though you've never discussed it.
- pursuit: Someone admits their feelings; an attempt at courtship may begin, though what qualifies as "courtship" or "dating" may differ between the two of you.
- push them away: You, the immortal, know you'll only watch the mortal die and no matter how you view them, you want them to look for someone better. So you'll try to drive them away from you.
- inexperienced experience: Despite your many, many, many years, you actually have no experience in romance...or in sex.
- unique show of affection: When you've been on this earth as long as you have, you may have ways to show your love that are beyond the norm.
- actually forbidden: Your long-lived race is forbidden from romantically fraternizing with the ones
- accept it: Damn all the consequences, you both know the risks. You want to be together.
- lovemaking: The obligatory smut option. Is it as you'd expect, or do your differences raise their heads here, too?
- differences: Speaking of differences, your cultures and your experiences sometimes clash. Do you work through them and learn from it or does one of you get frustrated?
- condescending: Despite your years, it's important to remember to not be patronizing to your partner.
- make the most: You only have a limited time together. Make every moment count.
- baby mine: The two of you have an offspring. Who do they take more after...and will they have their immortal parent's traits?
- come and go: A partner who has lived for centuries or longer may find themselves drifting away or finding they need to keep traveling as they always have, but they know there's always one place and one person they can return to.
- i watched you change: You can only watch them grow older and weaker. They may doubt your love now that they are not as young or beautiful as they once were. There is no need for that.
- the end of the line: Your love cannot keep them alive, but you will be with them in their last moments.
- WILDCARD
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Loki | MCU | OTA
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Adam Monroe | Heroes | M/F
Nico Acosta | OC | M/F
Evie Montgomery | OC | OTA
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Loki | Dogma
Castiel | Supernatural
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[Dean, generally, is fairly inept when it comes to expressing himself in words when it comes to feelings. Unless the world is ending, or he or Sam or Cas are about to die, Dean generally keeps his feelings close to the chest, the way he's done for most of his life.
Cas' presence in his life, however, is constantly challenging this tendency. When the angel pulled him out of Hell, he seems to have pulled him out of the pit of his own making as well.
He left more than an impression of a hand print on Dean, in that moment.
He's known for...well, a long time, now, that what he feels for the angel goes beyond the realm of the platonic; he's felt the yearning deep in the pit of his stomach, felt as it took root and spread out across all of him. He spends a long time dreaming about the blue of Cas' eyes, and the way his mouth curves when he smiles. He recognizes the way his stomach twists in knots when Cas stands close as an old friend.
Once, he made the angel a mixtape, when he felt bold enough; bold enough that he could convey how he felt about Cas without actually saying anything.
It didn't exactly take. But that's fine, Dean thinks; he hadn't exactly been ready to speak the words out loud back then.
Now, though, now he's pacing back and forth in his room in the bunker, newly minted mixtape of his favorite Beatles' songs fresh in his hand. He's chewing on his bottom lip as he considers the best way to present this particular mixtape to Cas.]
I could say it's a Christmas gift?
[He's reached the point where he's speaking out loud to himself, unaware of the way his bedroom door is cracked open, an unspoken invitation to anyone (or any angel) who might be listening.
Also, Christmas is six months away.]
No, that's stupid. Shit.
[He feels like he's back to sixteen again, planning on how best to ask Robin to the school dance. Goddamn it, he's fought monsters and won; this shouldn't be so hard.]
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[Castiel has been spending more time at the bunker lately. It's a convenient and familiar home base - something he hasn't really had since rebelling against heaven. Plus, Sam and Dean are here. He can regroup at the same time as he checks in on his humans. He even has his own bedroom, which he initially said wasn't necessary since he doesn't sleep, but he's found that he likes having a physical space that is his own. It makes him understand why Dean was so excited to have a room. The familiarity is comforting.
And then there's the proximity to Dean and Sam. They've made him feel at home here. Like he's part of the family. It means more to him than he feels he's adequately communicated to them. But the way Dean looks at him when the angel makes his way back there after some days away, makes Castiel think that Dean knows how grateful he is to be included and to be part of their lives. He himself feels a deep and wide satisfaction in coming home. In seeing Dean. And Sam too, of course. Even if their bond is not as profound.
He enjoys when they have movie nights or when Dean cooks or when he joins Sam on a run. Tonight, though, they're all off doing their own thing, which is nice too. Sam's in his room watching some show that causes Dean to yell the word "nerd!" every time he mentions it. Cas has been reading about djinn in the bunker's library. And Dean is in his room doing...whatever Dean does in his room. Listen to music? Play on his phone? Admire his Busty Asian Beauty collection?
When Castiel has enough of djinn lore for the night, he wanders down the hallway toward his bedroom. The door to Dean's room is cracked a little and he can hear Dean talking to someone. Castiel assumes it's Sam and pushes the door open to see if they maybe have a lead on a hunt.]
What's stupid, Dean?
[He finds that Dean is in fact alone and looking worried about something. Castiel frowns slightly.]
Is everything alright?
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[Dean is especially caught off guard because he thinks that he's fairly secluded; Cas has buried himself in the library, and Sam is off in geekland, watching some nerd show about the science of stars, or something else equally dorky.
So when the door creaks open and Cas is waiting for him on the other side, Dean starts a bit, like a nervous horse. He also curses under his breath, while hastily hiding the mixtape behind his back.]
Oh, hey, Cas! Didn't see you there.
[He's trying not to panic but he can feel the pinpricks of sweat starting to gather on his skin, and his feet won't stop awkwardly shuffling in place. He rocks back and forth on his heels a bit, too.]
Yeah, everything's fine. Totally good!
[It takes a few moments of awkward silence before Dean decides to hell with it; Cas is here now. He might as well give him the tape before his own doubts can change his mind.
He moves his hand, the one holding the mixtape, from behind his back, revealing it to Cas, painted cover and all. (Painted cover that Dean painted himself one afternoon; it's nothing overtly intricate, but it does have a sun, Baby, and a set of halo and wings. He hopes Cas will like it.)]
Here. I, uh. Made this for you.
[The tracklist begins with "Something" and ends with "All You Need Is Love." Dean thinks this particular order of songs should be less subtle than the Zeppelin mix he previously made for the angel.]
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Going to blanket warn for nsfw before I forget to lol.
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Sorry this is so late! Thank you for your patience. <3.
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Sorry again for the lateness! I really appreciate your patience! <3
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