Ajkdhfsakldfnsdf SO MANY USELESS GIBBERING NOISES. ANGELS ANGELS ANGELS MAKE ME AN ANIMAL OH GOD.
THIS COMMENTARY WILL MOVE BACKWARDS.
THE ENDING CONVERSATION. YOU YOU YOU. It may come as a shocking surprise that I'm a fan of spare, restrained prose, especially in dialogue. And this this this is the ideal of it, it's the thing where there's something that couldn't be expressed without the silences, without the lack of words, without the brevity and the hardness, the starkness of the white spaces between them, among their thoughts. I love it so much.
ALSO YOFIEL IN GENERAL AUGH I WANT SO MUCH OKAY SO MUCH MORE DAMN YOU
DEAN AND CAS AND THE THINGS BETWEEEEN THEM OH GOD SO MUCH BETWEEEEN THEM NOW I CAN'T EVEN HANDLE ITTTTTT you work so fucking deftly with it, though, with all the threads that cross and interconnect them, with the bitterness and the disappointment, the misunderstandings, the things they just can't do for each other, the things they'd never ask, and the awful things they can and have and will.
AND WHILE WE'RE AT IT OMG THE PRAYERRRRR THE PRAYER VOICEMAILS CAS IS LISTENING TO WITH ANGEL BLUETOOTH IN HIS EAR LIKE A CORPORATE DOUCHEBAG WHO IS TRYING TO MULTITASK AT A MEETING EXCEPT WAY MORE EPIC THAN THAT BUT ALSO NOT AT ALL OH GOD OH GOD CASSSSS
Oh hey also Blathazar was there. I remember this line you've been wanting to use and it's so perfect here:
"That for all the bedtime stories about you walking two worlds, O Twice Risen One, you're not that much different. You're not that much changed. At all." Balthazar smiles. "Thank god for that."
Just so much so much so much in there. Balthazar not buying Castiel's hype, and Cas, ever the doubter, has to believe even harder just live with that.
LISA AND BENNNN STALKING THEMMMM SHUSHING HER DREAAAAMS OH GOD CAS YOUR GROWING FREAKY FAMILY YOUR LITTLE HAPHAZARD FLOCK
And then Uriel and Anna and Balthazar and Cas at the beginning of time and I get all fucking weepy over this okay, I just, and they, and how do you just make this stuff happen, Lass, what are you drinking, is it some sort of supplement? Can we market it? Love this, I love this, oh my heart, oh my ever-weakening heart.
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THIS COMMENTARY WILL MOVE BACKWARDS.
THE ENDING CONVERSATION. YOU YOU YOU. It may come as a shocking surprise that I'm a fan of spare, restrained prose, especially in dialogue. And this this this is the ideal of it, it's the thing where there's something that couldn't be expressed without the silences, without the lack of words, without the brevity and the hardness, the starkness of the white spaces between them, among their thoughts. I love it so much.
ALSO YOFIEL IN GENERAL AUGH I WANT SO MUCH OKAY SO MUCH MORE DAMN YOU
DEAN AND CAS AND THE THINGS BETWEEEEN THEM OH GOD SO MUCH BETWEEEEN THEM NOW I CAN'T EVEN HANDLE ITTTTTT you work so fucking deftly with it, though, with all the threads that cross and interconnect them, with the bitterness and the disappointment, the misunderstandings, the things they just can't do for each other, the things they'd never ask, and the awful things they can and have and will.
AND WHILE WE'RE AT IT OMG THE PRAYERRRRR THE PRAYER VOICEMAILS CAS IS LISTENING TO WITH ANGEL BLUETOOTH IN HIS EAR LIKE A CORPORATE DOUCHEBAG WHO IS TRYING TO MULTITASK AT A MEETING EXCEPT WAY MORE EPIC THAN THAT BUT ALSO NOT AT ALL OH GOD OH GOD CASSSSS
Oh hey also Blathazar was there. I remember this line you've been wanting to use and it's so perfect here:
"That for all the bedtime stories about you walking two worlds, O Twice Risen One, you're not that much different. You're not that much changed. At all." Balthazar smiles. "Thank god for that."
Just so much so much so much in there. Balthazar not buying Castiel's hype, and Cas, ever the doubter, has to believe even harder just live with that.
LISA AND BENNNN STALKING THEMMMM SHUSHING HER DREAAAAMS OH GOD CAS YOUR GROWING FREAKY FAMILY YOUR LITTLE HAPHAZARD FLOCK
And then Uriel and Anna and Balthazar and Cas at the beginning of time and I get all fucking weepy over this okay, I just, and they, and how do you just make this stuff happen, Lass, what are you drinking, is it some sort of supplement? Can we market it? Love this, I love this, oh my heart, oh my ever-weakening heart.