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.artfic: Sight (PG13) Dean, Castiel
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In a way this is![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cathexys's fault, although I'm not sure how... I think she mentioned manipping, and my brain took it from there, that's probably it. "Sight" comes from a snippet of a story I've been working on that I couldn't quite manage to fit into the actual plot... so it's an outtake, if you will.
Sight
It takes a fall in the shower, of all fucking things, reaching for the goddamn soap one second and the next waking up with Sam telling him how he never wants to see Dean naked ever again.
The first time he sees gold and sparkly crap in the corner of his eye, he tries to rub it away. It only works when Castiel appears and trades out the sparkles for his tie and shirt and coat.
When Dean wonders if maybe now he's got angel satellite in HD, he decides maybe the fall knocked his last screw of sanity loose.
Then he starts seeing more, glitter of chrome and patterns of terrible fire, the shadows of Cas's wings. Mostly, Cas looks exhausted, unshaven, tie pulled loose, and every bit as emo as Sam.
Dean tries not to let that freak him out.
But one day after Castiel defends a Seal and comes to tell Dean about it, Dean sees, only he doesn't see (and try to figure that one out) how he thinks Castiel might look minus the trench coat and weariness.
[Young, bright, aflame.]
-e-
Source credits:
-SPN caps byoxoniensis
-Nip/Tuck!Misha cap by moi (here)
-stock, textures, and brushes byelli, ohfreckle, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
dearest, inxsomniax, sxc, and intuitive art
In a way this is
cathexys's fault, although I'm not sure how... I think she mentioned manipping, and my brain took it from there, that's probably it. "Sight" comes from a snippet of a story I've been working on that I couldn't quite manage to fit into the actual plot... so it's an outtake, if you will.Sight
It takes a fall in the shower, of all fucking things, reaching for the goddamn soap one second and the next waking up with Sam telling him how he never wants to see Dean naked ever again.
The first time he sees gold and sparkly crap in the corner of his eye, he tries to rub it away. It only works when Castiel appears and trades out the sparkles for his tie and shirt and coat.
When Dean wonders if maybe now he's got angel satellite in HD, he decides maybe the fall knocked his last screw of sanity loose.
Then he starts seeing more, glitter of chrome and patterns of terrible fire, the shadows of Cas's wings. Mostly, Cas looks exhausted, unshaven, tie pulled loose, and every bit as emo as Sam.
Dean tries not to let that freak him out.
But one day after Castiel defends a Seal and comes to tell Dean about it, Dean sees, only he doesn't see (and try to figure that one out) how he thinks Castiel might look minus the trench coat and weariness.
[Young, bright, aflame.]
-e-
Source credits:
-SPN caps by
oxoniensis-Nip/Tuck!Misha cap by moi (here)
-stock, textures, and brushes by
elli, ohfreckle, dearest, inxsomniax, sxc, and intuitive art
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The colors are so nice, and I love the way you can't really see all of the wings and the addition of the text in the tips.
And I really like the way the story is broken up inside the larger image. It works really well for the flow of what's being said and it's just very nice.
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