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Lay on the floor and naturally bite your ankles by moon_witch, Ransomchild (moon_witch)
Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005)
24 Sep 2024
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It’s easy to see how he turned out the way he has, the biblical musings (a kinder way to phrase what they would more honestly be called by any bystander, rants) of his father, the spite of many of the communities he cycled in and out of. Hell, even the relationships he had sustained with people who never truly knew how much their time together in turn sustained Dean. Filled his body like communion. Filled his mind with racing thoughts, guilt, lust, desire, everything the voice of his father permanently carved into the cells of his brain insisted were marks of the devil. Signs of the impurities within his soul that no amount of penance in the form of brutal beatings could ever wash him clean of.
Yeah, he’s sure any shrink worth their weight in salt could look at him and tell you exactly what happened in his childhood to bring him to where he is now. To twist him into the shape his father wanted, with aching knees, empty caverns in his heart that could never be truly filled. A perfect soldier.
After having been taken in, like Castiel's many wounded animals, broken clocks and scratched records Dean struggles with reconciling his past with his future and everything in between.