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Ol' Blue Eyes
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Dean is a painter, both the artistic kind and the kind that paints houses, he only really makes money doing the latter, but what can you do. He meets Castiel one day when he literally turns his world upside down. Castiel, this passionate professor of comparative literature at the local university who nearly walks right into Dean’s ladder while walking with his nose in a book. Dean luckily hears the guy coming, he’s muttering to himself and he kinda scuffs his feet while he walks, and shouts at him to watch out. It’s too little too late and they both end up on the ground, Dean on top of Cas, the can of paint- “White on White,” Dean recalls- upended on Dean’s head and splattered all over Castiel’s clothes and, most tragically, his book. 

He apologizes profusely to Dean who shrugs it off- “Hazard of the job, what can you do?”- and helps Castiel to his feet. Castiel smiles sheepishly all while cradling his tarnished book. Dean offers to make it up to him, politely disregarding Castiel’s complaints that it was completely his own fault, and asks Castiel to lunch the following day at a little book shop cafe that they both coincidentally frequent with the promise that he will purchase Castiel a new book. 

The date- though Dean swears to his brother, Sam, that it’s no such thing- goes off without a hitch. The conversation goes smoothly and Cas accepts the new book with only a little protest. It’s at that small little table in the coffee shop, the surface stained with the evidence of a coaster-less establishment and the leg that’s a little too short so the table wobbles every now and then, that Dean notices the color of Cas’ eyes. They’re blue, but he can’t figure out what blue. He cycles through the paint chips in his mind, he’s memorized them all, trying to find the best one. At the end of their meal, Dean gives Cas a hug and, trying one of the paint chip names on for size, says, “See you later, Ol’ Blue Eyes.” Cas’ face screws up in confusion, but Dean laughs and walks away. 

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~Fluffy Sleep Time~

Well this was going to be a freaking GIF but I no longer have photoshop so I can’t make them like I use to ;-; 
Good bye customizable frame by frame speed time…

But here we go, my headcanon of them sharing a bed due to both of them being plagued by nightmares when apart from one another. When Hashi has nightmares his brother wakes from his chakra rising and is able to wake him up, Hashi doing the same for his brother of course.

so I’m supposed to be sleeping but I just relistened to Cassette and Cecil talks about his brother a bit okay?

But what does he say about him?

  • He doesn’t remember having a brother
  • His brother tells Cecil his voice isn’t high enough to be a radio personality
  • And that his brother has hollow eyes

and maybe I’m super late coming to this realization, but

could Kevin actually be Cecil’s brother/twin?

‘Cause like

“hollow eyes” could mean what one usually infers when hearing that, but if Cecil can’t remember making that tape in which his brother’s eyes are mentioned, his brother could have literally hollow eyes

just like Kevin

Kevin’s voice is also quite a deal higher than Cecil’s, and if they are in fact related, it would explain why they look so similar. (Assuming they’re not each other’s doubles, since no one seems to mention them as such, as they do with “one of the Dana’s dying.” This also implies that the doubles have the same name as each other, too)

And I mean, Cecil’s brother and mother disappear, and don’t seem to ever be heard from again.

Maybe they moved to Dessert Bluffs?

I dunno I mean I’ve seen a few people be like “lololol but what if Cecil and Kevin are related?”, but they always seem to only mean it in a cliche, story trope sort of way. But relistening to Cassette after learning what more we have of Kevin, I’m actually starting to wonder if it might, in fact, be the case.