“I was getting too close to the humans in my charge. You.” ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀мν. мѕ. иѕƒω ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ Aиgεl σƒ тнε lσяd. ⠀⠀⠀ωяιттεи вч: ya gurl ains ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Яεтωεεт? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

Like for a GIF starter. I’m not lazy it’s just easier to get shit going like this.

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She doesn’t read his mind— But she’s gonna settle down beside him. If she knew, however, she’d be in his lap real quick.

She should— But instead her head is settling on his shoulder, because despite the feathers and grace, she’s tired. “Hello, Dean.”

Shifting, Castiel shot a squint upward in Dean’s direction, huffing. “—Thank you, this morning I woke up and strived to look like, and I quote, ‘shit’.” She settled her head back against his shoulder and sighed. “But as a matter of fact. I am tired. Very.”

She knew it wasn’t an.. insult. She just likes to make Dean aware of his words occasionally. “I don’t sleep, Dean.. I think if I tried it would take centuries.” She exhaled once more, sinking against his side. “What about you, Dean? How are you?”

Well, she’s an angel, she’s a little fucked up. ( majorly ). Shifting, she sat up and turned to face him on the couch, a hand settling on his shoulder. “Dean.” She frowned. “I need you to know that I’m here for you.. absolutely anything you need, I’m here for you.”

H e a v y sigh. “All I do is worry,” “-especially about you.” She pushed up off the couch after a moment, retrieving the empty beer bottles to carry to the kitchen. “Are you hungry? I could go get you food.

“Wiping her eyes, she picked up the broken pieces of her heart, instead of putting them back together again, she sharpened them up and used them as weapons.” -Eric Inzunza

Like for a GIF starter + small blurb. Ships w/ Dean/Sam