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Far From Home

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A meteorite gathered from the desert claims sentience and declares itself an angel.

Confined underground, Castiel seeks to escape and complete his mission by making a deal, and there is only one thing Balthazar wants.

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“what’s hanging on balthazar’s necklace: alien!au edition”

a plain silver ring, identical to the one on balthazar’s hand, but never worn. it would have been an engagement ring.

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it’s funny, popular fandom perception of balthazar says he’s just the guy for poly ships, but if we’re specifically talking romance and not just sexy fun & games i really don’t think so

balthazar always struck me as the kind of person to pour his whole heart not just into one relationship (which could involve multiple people), but into one person

i think cass, by contrast, even if it takes time, would find it much easier being intimately involved with multiple people at once

my readings of the chars anyways

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Cass leans heavily against the door frame, trying to speak while he’s still upright.

“I need…your help-…” it’s almost a whisper.

“Of course– of course, Cass-” Balthazar reaches out, pleading. There’s nothing he can do until Castiel releases him from the circle, and Cass is rapidly dying. Balthazar can see the welts all across his body, burning him like a fever.

Castiel lurches forward, sinking to the floor without support. As Balthazar kneels, pressing as close as the barrier will allow, Cass reaches out, dragging two bloodstained fingers through the line of sigils.

The cell is opened.

“…please…run…” Cass lays his cheek on the stone floor, hugging his knees against the pain as millions upon millions of souls tear at his insides. “…warn the others…keep them safe…”

He gasps as his ribs splinter. “…please, Balthazar…” If he dies here, at least, he hopes, they die with him. “I-I can’t-…”

But Balthazar doesn’t run. He pulls Cass into his lap and holds him gently, laying his Grace over them both like a blanket.

“It’s all right,” he murmurs, soothing. “It’s all right, Cass. I can.”

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how about a 6x22 au where cass imprisons balthazar instead of killing him, and goes to him for help instead in 7x01

balthazar stands with him during the second ritual, helping cass stay up with his arms around his waist. the rush of souls almost burns his hands right off, but it works

and afterwards, he lays cass down in bed for a nice, long rest

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cass & balthazar may have left town, but they haven’t gone far. they don’t need to. no one who comes looking is going to find them. their new place is rather like hogwarts, thanks to cass; if you’re not in on the magic, you just…don’t notice it

which suits balthazar just fine. he just hunkers down in his room with his unpacked boxes and something to drink

he’s really not sure how to feel about being out of work. it’s not like he wants to drag himself there without cass there to talk to, but…he was using it as a very necessary distraction. now what?

cass, meanwhile, is a very busy bee. balthazar doesn’t even notice at first, until he happens to peek into cass’ room and it’s just

full of electronics

there’s a big tv on the wall, a desktop computer, several laptops and radios all over the floor and just. too many wires, absolutely everywhere

when asked, he claims he “made” them all, but he won’t say what they’re for

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cass asks balthazar if he’s going to unpack this time

he didn’t do it in his first apartment. he hadn’t even really planned on bringing anything to america in the first place, but his parents were so worried he opted to at least pretend he was planning to have a life

one day he’s on his way out when cass offers to unpack for him. balthazar just shrugs, not like it makes any difference

but cass didn’t just mean unpack, apparently. he meant transform

the living room, when balthazar walks in again, is downright cozy. his secondhand sofa looks brand new, and all his movies and cds are snugly arranged around his tv and stereo.

the spare bedroom, which cass had apparently not jokingly deemed “the study” has all of his books arranged dewey decimal-style

the kitchen actually has all-new paneling, not to mention sustenance other than liquor (which has itself been neatly organized by type)

even his bedroom actually looks like he lives in it now

and he wasn’t even gone 20 minutes

he’s not even sure cass actually technically moved at all

balthazar pokes his head in cass’ bedroom to mumble a rather stunned “thank you,” and cass just smiles, still endlessly sorting his collection of microchips

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cass’ power certainly extends beyond interior decorating. there doesn’t seem to be a whole lot he can’t do with a halfway decent computer, like possibly absorbing the entire internet (once he was done with balthazar’s book collection)

balthazar thinks he should perhaps muster some concern, or sense of planetary responsibility (or at least enough good humour to start calling cass “freakazoid”)

he’s still worried about the impending crash of grief and depression with nothing to stave it off anymore, but after a few days cass’ apparent total control over form and matter on earth (or “this dimension,” as he puts it) actually starts to grab balthazar’s interest

professionally, of course. he is an astrophysicist

rather to his surprise, cass is actually more than happy to explain the physics behind his abilities (or at least just to talk). he gets really animated, pacing all around the living room while balthazar listens, almost enraptured at the novelty and complexity of it all

until he pops the question of why, given everything cass can do, he can’t raise the dead

and it really is just an innocent question. from a physics perspective, cass should be able to, so balthazar is expecting an answer relating to, say, the soul, or something suitably otherworldly

but cass just freezes like a deer in headlights, looking stricken

and balthazar’s mouth goes completely dry

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balthazar does manage to drag himself out of bed the next day, if only to avoid being eventually disturbed when he’s not expecting it

cass is already in the kitchen, setting up a very nice breakfast. balthazar sits down and does try to eat. cass smiles at him but doesn’t say anything.

it’s uncomfortable as hell

partway through picking at his plate, balthazar puts his fork down and awkwardly lays his hands on the table

“you don’t know what it’s like,” he just kind of sighs, very softly

“i do”

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actually, once they get on the road, balthazar starts to wonder why raphael needs a shield when, in actual combat, he seems to be able to repel attacks through sheer force of his “stoic badass” persona

it’s the glint in his eye

so the next time raphael brings up the shield in training balthazar just sighs loudly like,

“how about you teach me to defend myself just by being cool”

and raphael just raises his eyebrows for a long moment like, “you have a ways to go for that”

and then he actually starts laughing, and cass laughs, and naomi’s like, “was that a request or an insult, i can’t tell”

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balthazar is, naturally, curious as to why cass picked the term “angel” to describe himself when he landed on earth. he wonders if it might be like the first “thor” movie; that maybe cass’ people had direct contact with humanity long ago, that they might be the origin of the idea of angels and/or similar beings

cass seems to indicate that, when absorbing the memories of the first people he encountered, he picked the words that best described him, like angel, and went from there. he will neither confirm nor deny the thor theory

“god,” at least, seems to mean the exact same to him as to balthazar. balthazar was awfully concerned when cass first referred to god as “my Father,” but it wasn’t that dire. watching television, cass learned that “fathers” know all and know best. they’re stern and often distant, but they’re decisive and they’re in charge and they always know exactly what you should do. they can always steer you back on the right path when you’ve strayed, and they really love you after all.

he refers to the ones he calls “archangels” as his “elder brothers” for largely the same reasons.

balthazar just “HRMMMM”s very loudly.

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it’s only a few days before balthazar gets a frantic call from his mum, on account of his parents getting a call from his former bosses when they couldn’t locate him

he sort of looks at cass helplessly, like he could make this go away too (he does know balthazar’s parents just as well now)

cass just looks up from sorting his new record collection on the living room floor and unhelpfully mouths “oops” at him

balthazar does manage to convince his parents that it was all a mean-spirited prank or something

hey, who are they gonna trust? him, or the US government?

as soon as he puts down the phone, cass laughs.

just once. he cuts it off, but because they share those memories now balthazar knows exactly what he was thinking

imagine the agent calling his parents again, and getting a good old fashioned mum scolding for playing such a nasty trick

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although cass is highly adaptable, he naturally has programmed defaults that often conflict with life as balthazar knows it. cass teaches him the phrase “culture clash,” and balthazar loves to hear the details of every one

but if there’s one thing cass can’t really explain, it’s physical contact

like. literally any physical contact

balthazar hadn’t really stopped to think about it, but, when asked, estimates he probably hasn’t touched another person’s skin in about a decade

much of it is just practical; traveling out in the windy, dusty wilderness, he’s always wearing multiple layers, including a shawl and gloves. he deals with some people who wear gas masks 24/7. nobody wants to get particularly close to anybody else, especially with the scarcity of medicine

for someone like him, who doesn’t live in a city, or commune, or some other relatively large, permanent human settlement, there’re really only a couple reasons you would ever be touching another person

1. they’re family (blood or otherwise)

2. you’re going to get laid

cass isn’t family (he doesn’t even have blood), which leaves seduction (highly unlikely)

(”…right?” “right”)

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cass doesn’t wear gloves or his hat & scarf combo except in front of balthazar’s clients

they went through all the clothes balthazar had and put together about 3 different outfits for cass, based on the season. it’s the bare minimum of course, since it’s not like cass actually needs clothes to stay clean or warm, but he does need to look sufficiently bundled

combined with his ransacking of balthazar’s goods for anything he can use as medical supplies, there is now a duffel in the van that is exclusively Cass’ Things, and he is very pleased with it

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balthazar was worried about the impending clash between cass’ Real Official medical knowledge and his average client’s “whatever might work” approach to health care

but for the most part cass is just amazed at the way humans have adapted

most days, as he and balthazar drive off, he can talk for hours about the sheer ingenuity of it all, he’s so impressed

but some days he just gets back in the van like, “JUST BECAUSE YOU CAN MUSH IT UP DOES NOT MAKE IT BABY FOOD”

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Balthazar did his best to laugh. “Then please, tell me your secret. I’d like to get to work.”

Castiel hummed thoughtfully, tapping his chin. “Just…try to get into it, I suppose.”

“‘Get into it’?”

“Think about where we are!” A familiar brightness spread over Cass’ face, one Balthazar had sorely missed. “A replica of the Titanic, so perfectly crafted down to the last detail! We’re floating on a piece of history, Balthazar!”

“Correction, my dear; we are dying on a piece of history,” Balthazar wagged a finger between them, even if he couldn’t help a laugh. Cass merely sniffed.

“Well, there’s no better way to go, is there?”

Balthazar could only stare.

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tfw when you’ve been kidnapped but ur still in special interest heaven

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“Which do you think it was?” He managed a curious smile. “You are the expert.”

Cass smiled back, then shook his head. “I’m sure it was the real Titanic that was sunk.”

“Of course,” Balthazar nodded.

“…by the mummy’s curse.”

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there’s the truth, and there’s the Truth

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i’ve had writer’s block wrt to the 999 crossover, aka my favourite thing, for the last like year and a fucking half,

but suddenly?? i’ve written like 3000 words in the past week??? like it’s actually moving forward at a steady pace again??

i’m just so happy, this is gonna be the greatest thing ever!!

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i’ve never seen a single hannah ep yet here i am writing “20-something human hannah trying to act cool“ what am i  d o i n g

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“What does ‘sparkling water’ say to you?”

Cass sets the bottle delicately down on the table, looking at Balthazar expectantly.

“Something vaguely magical?” Balthazar offers after a moment’s thoughtful silence.

“That’s how it gets you.”

Cass falls back onto the sofa, crossing his arms and watching the bottle with clear disdain.

“It draws you in sounding like the fountain of youth,” he says, wrinkling his nose. “Then it betrays you.”

Balthazar leans on his hands, humming softly.

“Maybe it’s a test,” he offers. “The fountain of youth, but only if you drink it all.”

Cass stares at him, disbelieving and vaguely horrified.

“It is life eternal,” Balthazar explains.

Cass is silent for a long moment, his gaze passing slowly between Balthazar and the bottle.

He takes a deep breath, his jaw set.

“I’ll do it.”

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(#that time hannah got a video of cass chugging a bottle of sparkling water #dedicated to my mom's horrific suggestion that orange juice + sparkling water is the exact same as fanta #today i was personally betrayed by pizza snax how about you?)

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so apparently there’s gonna be a cass-centric s12 ep? like about his “backstory”?

just letting y’all know in advance, i don’t want to hear a thing about it. i’m serious. i want to forget i ever heard about such a thing, just keep it 100% away from me please

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i’m so, so tired, but today i wrote 1000 words of balthazar, cass, and hannah being nerds and building a dry ice bomb

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spliced this panorama up in photoshop myself, clearly my best editing work to date, and it STILL took me like 3 tries

and i’m gonna need to be able to do like……actual fucking redraws of screencaps, pls god someone help me

not from scratch, i mean like: keep the bg, but draw new char over original char and then erase leftover traces of old char

so like…i need to mimic the original bg style to make it look smooth. anybody know any good tutorials for that maybe?

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i?? finished?? a chapter?? for the first time since last year???

and the other chapter 2 is already halfway done, so like?? as soon as i finish it up i’ll be 1/3 done with the whole thing??? holy shit?????

what if i keep up this momentum? what if i finish this thing b4 the end of the year? holy shit who's excited for a calthazar novel?!

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for the record, an android!balthazar au is probably about scientist cass taking a job alone on a space station/ship or smth, bc getting away from the loud world for a couple years sounds like a dream

so he moves in w/ some pets and balthazar the android who doubles as the ship’s ai probably