Okay, okay, okay, but I CANNOT get this AU idea out of my head:
Castiel, as a Reaper instead of an Angel.
Castiel, meeting Dean for the first time when Dean is four years old, standing in front of his burning home with the flames reflecting in the tear tracks on his face. Castiel revealing himself to Dean, gently prompting Dean to mind Sammy’s head as the infant cries and squirms, because he really doesn’t want to reap more than one soul tonight. Laying a sorrowful, sheltering hand on Dean’s head and staring down into pleading green eyes and whispering, “I’m sorry,” before walking slowly up the burning porch to reap Mary Winchester’s soul (who refuses to go with him anyways).
Castiel, as the Reaper who appears to Dean after the car accident while Dean is in a coma, shocked when Dean remembers him from that night so many years ago. Dean jokingly asking, “Are my guardian angel or something?” and Castiel sadly telling him, “No. Rather the opposite, I’m afraid,” and having to explain to Dean about the existence of Reapers. Castiel wishing to himself that he didn’t have to reap this vibrant young man, who is brave and frustrating and stubborn and obviously so full of life, and then realizing he should be careful about what he wishes for, because Dean is spared but Castiel is forced to reap Dean’s father instead, and he hates that he’s causing Dean more pain.
Castiel, meeting Dean again less than a year later. And then meeting him again. And again. And again, as Dean and Sam work the Trickster case, and Dean dies every day. They get to know each other pretty well, and it becomes something of a running joke: “We’ve got to stop meeting this way, Cas,” Dean teases, and each day Dean bemoans the ridiculous new way that he’s just been killed, and Castiel commiserates sympathetically and helpfully points out that at least Dean didn’t pee himself this time. And he hates that Dean has to die every day, but he hates himself even more because he can’t help dreading the day they catch the Trickster and it all stops, because then he won’t have an excuse to keep seeing Dean and listen to his laugh and hear about his favorite bands and watch the fond way he looks at his brother.
Castiel, appearing when Sam is stabbed by Jake, sick to death with the thought of reaping the soul from Dean’s brother. He doesn’t reveal himself to Dean in the real world this time, even though he could, because he can’t bear to have Dean turn those stricken green eyes on him, he’s a coward, a coward, a coward - but it doesn’t stop Dean, kneeling in the dirt and clutching the lifeless body of his brother tight in his arms, from screaming out, “I know you’re out there, Cas! Don’t you dare take him! I’ll never forgive you!” And he thinks it’s a cruel, cruel joke that he’s destined to continually reap the souls of the people Dean loves most, one by one, and when Castiel leads away the soul of Sam Winchester, there are tears on both their faces as they tell Dean ‘goodbye’, even though he can’t hear them.
Castiel, being summoned one year later, unsure of what’s happening, suddenly finding himself staring down at Dean’s shredded body on the floor at his feet - but Dean’s soul is still here, obstinate and unyielding, circled by snapping hellhounds but refusing to let them drag him away because “I said I’d go to Hell and I will, but I don’t need hand-fucking-delivered by these fleabags, I’ll take my own way there, goddammit! I’m allowed a Reaper! Bring Castiel the Reaper!” And Castiel raises his eyes and meets Dean’s gaze, and it’s gentle, and resigned, and frightened, and forgiving, and Castiel doesn’t deserve it, he’s never deserved anything less than the understanding in those eyes, and he’d rather be anywhere else, he’d rather be dead himself, than here to take away Dean’s soul to Hell. But he does his job and he leads Dean to the gates of Hell, except then he can’t go, he can’t leave Dean here, he can’t - until Dean kisses him, sudden and fleeting, and tells him, “It’s okay, Cas,” and pushes him away.
Castiel, blindly turning away for only the briefest span of time - the blink of an eye, the pulse of a human heartbeat - before he realizes he can’t do this. Screw the job, screw the deals, and screw the laws of nature, he will not leave Dean here…except when he turns around, Dean is already gone.
Castiel, spending the next forty years breaking into Hell, laying waste to horde after horde of demons with the fatal touch of his ghastly true form. The memory of Dean’s kiss burns a brand against his lips, and when he finally, finally finds Dean, the touch of Castiel’s spectral hand burns its own brand on Dean’s soul as he grips him tight - the touch of death claiming a soul already dead, because Dean is his. Dean looking up at Castiel, and his soul is messy and tortured and broken, but he still manages a smile as he chokes out: “See? Told ya you were my guardian angel,” and Castiel carries Dean’s soul out of Hell and chooses life.
okay but imagine in s13 we meet au!cas and he’s all hard and unrelenting but soft enough to befriend Sam and Dean while they look for Mary and Dean is all weirded out because this Cas isn’t like HIS Cas and he begins to get depressed about it, but au!Cas notices Dean’s behavior towards him and is all:
“The Cas from your world, were you two… together?”
Then Dean will be all twitchy and say “Uh what?”
and au!Cas will be like “When you look at me, your longing for him is palpable.”
Dean will turn bright red and look around, wondering if Sam heard any of this but he’s far enough away - out of ear shot - so Dean will swallow and meet au!Cas’ eyes and tell him.
“Jensen and Misha met at a party when they were both 18. They were a natural fit and very soon realized that what they had went far beyond friendship. But one day Misha takes off with no explanation, and Jensen doesn’t get any more information from Misha’s father, other than Misha has left.
Ten years later, they meet again. Misha tries to obtain classified information from a closed military base, where Jensen now serves. After detaining and questioning his former love, Jensen releases him. But soon after, Jensen learns of an incident in the news, leading him to believe Misha was a spy and killed in an explosion.
Will fate give them a second chance?“
Based off this video because I cannot stop laughing
It had started out as a simple enough dare, Dean and Cas would
each get a total of 3 tries per person to try and “kill” the other by
telling the other that “the floor is lava.” They would then have five
seconds before they had to find a way to get off the ground and scream that the
floor was lava to any unsuspecting passerby if there were anyway. There was no
prize, not really. Dean just really wanted to beat Cas at something, and Cas
didn’t mind if he got bragging rights.
been first, during a walk in the park between their two college classes on
campus. “The floor is lava,” he’d casually said. Dean had not understood
until he did, and at which point he only had 3 seconds left and nothing that he
could use to get off the ground. Nothing, except, for a trashcan just up the
trail. He’d made it with one second to spare.
is lava!” Dean screamed triumphantly, balancing precariously on the poor
trashcan below him. He had managed to get into a crouch before the inevitable
happened––when Dean went to get down back onto the ground and rejoin Cas he
slipped and wound up wedging his butt straight into the trashcan. Castiel
wouldn’t let him forget it for a week.
turn had been Dean’s, choosing to wait until Cas and he were on a grocery run
to enact his plan.
he called the other’s attention while they were in the toilet paper
A/N: @deanssweetheart23 I warned you not to tempt me… and now it’s here. This could turn into a little mini-series if you guys are interested, so let me know. (Fire photos are mine/from my local department, Dean is from google)
Quick language guide for those of you who don’t live with a police scanner providing constant background noise: BOLO (be on the look-out), MVA (motor vehicle accident), ALS (advanced life support), Car 3-2 (Lieutenant’s vehicle)
I think, actually, the biggest clue pointing towards it having been AU!Cas is, in fact, AU!Bobby.
Bobby, who lives in a world taken over by a war between Heaven and Hell. A Bobby who never learned to love a weird dorky angel due to his love of his adopted son(s). A Bobby who was downright giddy when talking about killing angels. But yet, didn’t kill Cas, because he was “different”. Bobby wasn’t our Bobby. He was different. And he somehow knew Castiel enough to not kill him, despite him being something he enjoyed killing.
It was not our Cas that brought the boys into that portal.
There’s also the fact that we never saw Castiel come out of the portal the first time.
One moment, he’s facing down the demon. Then mystery man shows up. And then he’s suddenly back at the house with Kelly, not understanding why she’s in pain.
He seemed to know quite a bit about the AU world for the seemingly short amount of time he spent there. And he was oddly calm about the rip in time and space.
Honestly, I don’t think our Cas ever came out of that portal.
The sea is dark and stormy, the waves crashing violently on the rocks covering the beach. Castiel loves it. Loves the power and unpredictability and the roar of the wind. He loves how the sea still welcomes him happily, always seeing him as part of itself, cold water splashing over his skin and clothes. He loves how they are one being, a force of nature and the god born from it, unable to exist without each other.