❪ nulla. ❫ —— ❝ Who I was,
what I did,
that's not ⧼ who ⧽ I am. ❞
❪ ❈ ❫ Descriptive & Literate
❪ ❈ ❫ Matured theme
❪ ❈ ❫ Castiel in a female vessel
❪ ❈ ❫ MV
❪ ❈ ❫ RT appreciated
@APieRomance ♙ —for the differences between their height inasmuch as the little distance between their form that she peers up. "After your bath, perhaps."
⠀⠀⠀⠀Sometimes her silence also serves a different purpose.
♙ "Though I suppose,
⠀⠀ Pean would be a 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒏 form
⠀⠀ of Peanut butter and Dean."
⠀⠀ When she may have 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 blown up a jar & ended up cover @APieRomance in the gooey substance only - just - 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏.
@APieRomance ♙ "Would you also
⠀⠀ prefer jam and toast—?"
⠀⠀⠀⠀This period of silence only last as long as is required for her dainty steps to thread closer. Personal space are men's concept & has rarely carried as much weight with her.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Far 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔, with him.
⠀⠀⠀⠀It is—
@CrescentSaphir ♙ "Surely, you
⠀⠀⠀⠀did not
⠀⠀⠀⠀really mean that."
⠀⠀⠀⠀When, regardless of her altered chassis, she is still an angel, still is gifted with the same strength as blessed by her Father.
♙ "❪ C ❫ ass butt,
⠀⠀⠀⠀@ToxicLoyalty said."
⠀⠀⠀⠀"Not for nothing, but 𝒊𝒕 might have proven to be one of a few rare moments in which Dean can learn not to question my judgement in men's languages — not far too greatly, at any rate."
@CrescentSaphir ♙—expected."
⠀⠀⠀⠀A small tilt of her head is something of hers, possibly deciding if she should take her place by his side. Of this decision, she later adheres to. While she could urge him on, she feels that this decision too is something that is only his.
@CrescentSaphir ♙—blurry line these days. Much like this lessening distance she has placed between herself & him. Both hands in the beige coat's pockets as her delicate frame comes to stand fore him that she may still catch his eyes when he lifts his gaze. "Sam is your brother. That's—