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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:an_angels_light:5366</id>
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    <title>Finally Watched Torchwood</title>
    <published>2009-08-25T22:50:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-25T23:07:40Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I finally made myself watch the Torchwood Day One-Five. &lt;br /&gt;Can I go cry in my room now and then forget what happened?&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And Ianto's sister's little girl is named Misha?!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:an_angels_light:4927</id>
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    <title>an_angels_light @ 2009-08-06T23:23:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-07T03:23:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-07T04:22:46Z</updated>
    <category term="crazy"/>
    <lj:music>First by Parabelle</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do RL friends and family members know you have a journal on LJ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you also have Facebook and if so, what do you prefer &amp;ndash; LJ or FB?&lt;br /&gt;I have a facebook and used it only once, so which one do you think I like?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What about Twitter?&lt;br /&gt;I stalk Misha on twitter and Misha is my god&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you blog on any other sites?&lt;br /&gt;Ah! I don't blog much on this site&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How often do you check in on LJ?&lt;br /&gt;Is&amp;nbsp;every five&amp;nbsp;minutes too much&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What do you rarely or never post about?&lt;br /&gt;I rarely post at all I'm just bored right&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever thought about deleting your journal? &lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever changed your username? &lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why did you choose your current username? &lt;br /&gt;I don't&amp;nbsp;remember, it's the name I use for everything&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you're looking for new friends, how do you find them? &lt;br /&gt;I don't go looking for them&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, tell us the reasons why you keep an online journal:&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm bored&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:an_angels_light:4789</id>
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    <title>My Audiofic List</title>
    <published>2009-07-28T17:51:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-02T18:58:10Z</updated>
    <category term="podfic"/>
    <category term="fanfiction dean/castiel"/>
    <category term="jensen/misha"/>
    <lj:music>mojo in the morning</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dean/Castiel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/83119.html#cutid1"&gt;Alone&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_savingfaith333' lj:user='savingfaith333' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;savingfaith333&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/bt4e3n"&gt;temp. link&lt;/a&gt;)(&lt;a href="http://audiofic.jinjurly.com/alone-audiobook"&gt;permanent link&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/70124.html"&gt;Do You See What I See?&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_savingfaith333' lj:user='savingfaith333' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;savingfaith333&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/gu1jl0"&gt;(temp. link)&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://audiofic.jinjurly.com/do-you-see-what-i-see-audiobook"&gt;(permanent link)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/lucyjanesparlor/45313.html"&gt;Beneath the Sheets of Paper&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_misslucyjane' lj:user='misslucyjane' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://misslucyjane.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://misslucyjane.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;misslucyjane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/931hq9"&gt;(temp.link)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jensen/Misha&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/76514.html"&gt;It's Not TV, It's HBO (5.1) &lt;/a&gt;by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_savingfaith333' lj:user='savingfaith333' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;savingfaith333&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/gsb6yg"&gt;(temp. link)&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;a href="http://audiofic.jinjurly.com/its-not-tv-its-hbo-51-wip"&gt;permanent link&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/79601.html"&gt;It's Not Tv, It's HBO (5.2)&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_savingfaith333' lj:user='savingfaith333' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;savingfaith333&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/g65wgv"&gt;(temp. link)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/79877.html"&gt;It's Not Tv, It's HBO (5.3)&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_savingfaith333' lj:user='savingfaith333' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;savingfaith333&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/8l60sk"&gt;(temp. link)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://writeordie.drwicked.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://drwicked.com/progress.php?words=0&amp;amp;goal=50000" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:an_angels_light:4453</id>
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    <title>Chocolate Taste So Good (On You Baby) (Dean/Castiel)</title>
    <published>2009-07-22T21:58:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-22T21:59:22Z</updated>
    <category term="fanfiction dean/castiel"/>
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    <lj:music>mojo in the morning</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;Title: Chocolate Taste So Good (On You Baby)&lt;br /&gt;Fandom: Supernatural &lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Dean/Castiel&lt;br /&gt;Rating: NC-17&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Wriiten for the spnkink_meme &lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Dean/Castiel Dean licking chocolate body paint off of Castiel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;It isn't every day Dean wakes up next to a naked angel whose legs are wrapped around him and head is resting in the crock of his neck but to Dean it&amp;rsquo;s pretty fucking awesome anyway. Said angel tries to be near Dean as often as possible. Dean can't wait most days to have the angel his angel Castiel next to him. Last night was the first time in over a month and parts of Dean are still sore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dean extracts himself from the tangle of arms and legs that reach out to him and goes for his duffle bag that has a little surprise in it for Cas. Something he saw when he brought more lube. A little jar of chocolate and a brush. And he was going to use to paint his greatest art project and then lick it clean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dean pads his way back to the bed pulls back the covers hiding his blank canvas and straddles Castiel's lap. Dean unscrews the top bending his head to smell it and then dips his finger into the creamy rich chocolate to taste it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;You know Cas,&amp;quot; Dean bends down to whisper into the sleeping angel's ear, &amp;quot;I think this would taste better on you.&amp;quot; When no reply comes Dean dips the brush and strokes it gently down Cas' chest and round his nipple. He leans forward licking the chocolate up moaning as the chocolate mixes with salty sweat for the previous night sucking at the nipple and smiling when Castiel moans a little and shifts beneath him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I was right Cas,&amp;quot; Dean whispers in his ear hot warm tickling the skin, &amp;quot;it does taste much better on you.&amp;quot; Dean continues to draw all over Castiel's upper body symbols and odd shapes as Castiel slowly wakes up. Castiel moans and whimpers when the brush moves and touches his nipples or his neck and many other spots that normally has Cas panting beneath him. His eyes fluttering shut and his back arches when Dean makes a mistake with chocolate and licks the line biting and sucking at the skin making it blossom red.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Dean,&amp;quot; Castiel moans out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;What? What do you want?&amp;quot; Dean comes out rough and raw, &amp;quot;You want this,&amp;quot; he continues rocking back and down unto Castiel's already hard cock. Dean smiles as Castiel groans and nods his head and moves his way down Castiel's body between his legs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dean runs a hand down his own chest down his stomach down to his cock biting his lip to hold back a moan at the combination of the feeling and sight of Castiel. Castiel's eyes are half closed and breath is hard and uneven. His body shakes and there are spots where the chocolate smudged and his cock is red between his legs. So close to Dean so close Dean could reach out and jerk him of and Castiel would come quickly. Dean reaches down to his own dick and squeezes the base hard to stop for coming at the beautiful, wonderful image.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dean grabs the brush smearing it with chocolate again trying to distract himself. Brushing chocolate over Castiel's hip while gripping the other hip drawing a circle then turning it to a square then to blob that Dean sucks into his mouth. The skin is warm and sensitive under his mouth and hands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The brush runs a line of sweet chocolate away from Castiel's cock then moves to the other side for the same. &amp;quot;Look Cas, you're dick has wings. It&amp;rsquo;s an angel!&amp;quot; Dean smiles at Castiel whose mind is so far gone it takes a few minutes to get what Dean is saying. Castiel smiles back at Dean slightly to amuse him. An idea then comes to Dean. &amp;quot;You're dick needs a halo now.&amp;quot; Dean brushes a circle of chocolate on the head of Castiel's cock watching Castiel throw his back his hands grabbing at the sheets moaning 'please, Dean, please'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dean draws a line from the top of his cock to the bottom as Castiel continues pleading. Dean licks up the line and sucks the tip into his mouth gently. His tongue licking at remains of chocolate as he sucks more into his mouth. Castiel is close Dean can tell from the way his hips jerk and his breathing getting rougher. Dean reaches to his cock stroking it with fingers covered with chocolate bringing himself to the edge as Castiel comes hot and salty into his mouth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dean moves back up cover Castiel's body with his own stroking his cock as he kisses Castiel sharing his come. Castiel's hand closes around Dean's hand and he comes he chest pressed away Castiel's smearing chocolate everywhere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Falling to the side of Castiel, Dean lays panting for minutes trying to catch his breath.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;That was interesting and new,&amp;quot; Castiel says voice still quivering.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah, and messy,&amp;quot; Dean says back sleepily, &amp;quot;Wake me up in an hour to clean up.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Clean up&amp;quot; Castiel says slowly &amp;quot;Does that shower sex?&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Now that you've said that,&amp;quot; Dean says with a blessed out smile, &amp;quot;it definitely does.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>On The Phone (Supernatural RPS Jensen/Misha)</title>
    <published>2009-07-20T13:27:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-20T13:27:31Z</updated>
    <category term="supernatural rps"/>
    <category term="nc-17"/>
    <category term="jensen/misha"/>
    <lj:music>mojo in the morning</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;Title: On The Phone&lt;br /&gt;Rating: NC-17&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Jensen/Misha&lt;br /&gt;Summary: written for the &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/spnkink_meme/1242.html"&gt;spnkink_meme&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span lang="EN"&gt;Misha gives Jensen a blow job whilst he's on the phone to Jared/Kripke/whoever talking about filming. No J2 though please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Misha is licking his way down Jensen stomach and opening his pants when he decides he hates phones. Actually, he hates Jared, he decides after he manages to get his cell out of his damn pocket and sees who is calling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Who is it?&amp;quot; Misha says, blowing hot air over his underwear making Jensen&amp;rsquo;s dick twitch though the fabric.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Fucking Jared. Gonna kill him later.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Better answer it. You're needed on set in fifteen minutes and the first place he'll look is here in your trailer,&amp;quot; Misha whispers slipping his hand in his underwear his fingers gripping Jensen&amp;rsquo;s cock hard. Jensen's back arches off the couch his hips moving up towards Misha's mouth. Misha uses it to his advantage pulling Jensen pants and underwear down around his feet. His fingers gripping Jensen's hips hard and licks a wet line up the length of his dick as Jensen fumbles with opening the phone squeaking out a &amp;quot;hello&amp;quot;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Jen, dude, where are you? I wanted to talk to about the scene. I don't know if I like this one line. I'm not sure if it&amp;rsquo;s the way it is worded or just what the line is saying.&amp;quot; Jensen is going to kick Jared ass so hard it will hurt for weeks after, that is if he survives Misha tongue because its doing things that causing him to moan deep in his throat and blood is rushing so fast to his cock that he is sure there is no more left in his brain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Misha runs his tongue between the silt collecting pre-cum moaning at the taste. Then runs his tongue over his lips wetting them and opens his mouth taking in the head inside sucking wet and sloppy . Jensen reaches his hand out for a clump of Misha&amp;rsquo;s hair pushing his hips up to towards the warm heat of that wonderful fucking mouth again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Look, if you have an issue why don't talk to one of the writers or the director,&amp;quot; the last word coming out a slight wail as Misha swallows him halfway down, &amp;quot;Talk to someone else cause I'm sorta busy right now.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Come on Jenny. I always help you out.&amp;quot; Misha chooses the moment Jensen opens his mouth to wraps a spit-soaked hand around the base of his dick and pull while his lips tighten over the head and his tongue slips around the ridge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Jared give me five minutes and then I will help you with your damn problem,&amp;quot; Jensen partially yells into the phone throwing it to side and sinking lower into couch. &amp;quot;Damn him. I'm going to kill him and they're never going to find the body.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Misha laugh at his words, lips vibrating around his dick making heat coil deep in his stomach and all it takes is Misha's other hand push at the spot behind Jensen's balls for him to cum hard and panting into Misha's mouth. Misha pulls himself up and lies across Jensen body to kiss him smiling into the kiss as he shares Jensen's taste with him. Pulling away, he starts laughing collapsing into Jensen's body again whispering into Jensen's ear &amp;quot;Dear god, I always wanted to do that.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>an_angels_light @ 2009-07-09T00:52:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-09T05:08:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-09T05:08:11Z</updated>
    <category term="fanfiction dean/castiel"/>
    <category term="video"/>
    <lj:music>Halo- Bethany Joy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;I spent today recording an audiobook of one of &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_savingfaith333' lj:user='savingfaith333' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://savingfaith333.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;savingfaith333&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; stories and when I went back to hear the sound I thought it sounded a little different than my normal voice. Then, I let my mom listen to it and she was shocked. She has never in her life heard me swear. Every five seconds she looked at me with her mouth open. And I just kept laughing because it was so funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc99ff"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Should I make a Dean/Cas video with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JqPFuVawbFg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc99ff"&gt;this song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc99ff"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>Uncertainty</title>
    <published>2009-05-12T20:25:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-12T20:25:32Z</updated>
    <category term="fanfiction dean/castiel"/>
    <lj:music>Beg-Evans Blue</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;This is an english translation of this story: &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ninfadelbosque/6541.html"&gt;community.livejournal.com/ninfadelbosque/6541.html&lt;/a&gt;by&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_dryadeh' lj:user='dryadeh' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://dryadeh.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://dryadeh.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dryadeh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Title: Uncertainty &lt;br /&gt;Fandom: Supernatural &lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Castiel/Dean&lt;br /&gt;Summary: For centuries, he has referred to men and knows their habits, although he does not understand them all. However, he has seen countless times how humans kiss. To show affection, to ask for forgiveness, seeking consolation. And Castiel feels, needs, and longs for a little all that, for and from Dean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small"&gt;Warnings: kissing with open eyes and slash. Spoilers from 4x16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until then, Castiel had never known the uncertainty of not knowing the next step, because now, he has to decide who he is. For the first time in an eternity of existence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But looking at Dean, he feels the urge to do something, to take the next step.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dean is still asleep, lying on the stretcher but on his injured face, there is no peace. As if even during unconsciousness, he was suffering, as if the torture victim in the room had been him, instead of Alastair. He watches. Dean has a slight gathering frown, his lips wrinkle and is breathing weak, as if he no longer had the strength to continue and it seems that Castiel is falling again, sinking inch by inch into the fires of hell. And Castiel wants to hold him, take hold of him forcefully and free him from the torment. Because watching him, Castiel is experiencing a new feeling that up until then he would have believed alien: guilt. Because he did not feel that all their actions, in accordance with they are mission, would be legitimized. Or at least, forcing Dean to launch headlong into their own hell is not one of them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dean is no longer the shiny toy soldier of lead from a long time ago, from some human stories. Still standing, but close enough, Castiel can see the cracks on the surface. Like a dilapidated building that is falling apart little by little and the same day an earthquake shakes it to the ground and now falls to bits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Castiel wants to mend him, fix him like the day he fixed his body and returned it to life, but he cannot and he experiences a feeling of helplessness that paralyzes him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Slowly, he breaks the resistance that holds him and moves close to Dean. Castiel leans over his face, with a fixed look, without blinking expecting to see the cracks in the soul of the hunter etched upon his skin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A new impulse comes then, and swirls in his chest, inspiring him with an unknown sensation, like a tickling inside extending to every part of his body.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For centuries, he has referred to men and knows their habits, although he does not understand them all. However, he has seen countless times how humans kiss. To show affection, to ask for forgiveness, seeking consolation. And Castiel feels, needs, and longs for a little all that, for and &lt;i&gt;from&lt;/i&gt; Dean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So he leans over a little more and kisses him. Its faint, exploring, resting on Dean&amp;rsquo;s lips and pressing gently, without closing his eyes. He stays there for a moment, rigid, motionless, until the weak and slow breathing of the hunter is strained between his lips and feels it down his throat down to his chest. Then paralyzed, shocked and inexplicably comforted, he separates.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dean has not woken up, has not even moved, but his eyelashes tremble with a dark golden shadow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The angel sighed deeply, rises from the seat next to the bed and leaves the room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just as he closes the doors, Dean opens his eyes and the machine that monitors his treacherous heart soars.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>an_angels_light @ 2009-04-25T01:42:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-25T05:47:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-25T05:47:49Z</updated>
    <category term="whatever"/>
    <lj:music>the emf podcast</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/an_angels_light/pic/00001r2g/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" width="320" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/an_angels_light/pic/00001r2g/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for next Thursday!!!!! New Supernatural with Castiel in it and its my birthday!!!!!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:an_angels_light:2305</id>
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    <title>Dance Crazy Dance</title>
    <published>2009-02-20T07:53:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-20T07:53:24Z</updated>
    <category term="crazy nutball"/>
    <lj:music>Lost My Music (English verison) Cristina Vee</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got home for dance a little while ago so I'm a sugar high a little bit. I am getting new pointe shoes this weekend or the next. Poor babies are old, worn down and dead. Most shoes don't last long, mostly when dancing everyday for performance but mine are three years old and make it hard to get on my toes. I think I am going to dye them purple when I get new ones. I have seen&amp;nbsp;people do that and it cool and it doesn't help when there is picture of purple shoes in the dance studio that I would kill for everytime I see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I saw my new costumes, one is blue flowing and the other is a tutu! My first tutu! And its purple and the music is wonderful from some movie I can't remember right now.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>I'm so HAPPY or crazy (maybe both?)</title>
    <published>2009-02-06T04:01:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-06T04:02:22Z</updated>
    <category term="crazy"/>
    <lj:music>youtube videos (communitychannel is funny)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800080"&gt;After getting my computer back from the store I got about two days playing with it then I got a virus or something evil...&lt;strong&gt;EVIL I tell you it was evil&lt;/strong&gt;. Mom won't let me on her computer to go lj because she thought I might have gotten it from here. But now I'm here and wow! I missed alot of things and its going to take forever to read everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Supernatural: All&amp;nbsp;I have to say is my mind went to the dirtiest place ever watching (with my mom, dad, and dog less then two feet away)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:an_angels_light:1981</id>
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    <title>Yeah!!!! I'm getting my computer back soon!</title>
    <published>2009-01-16T17:28:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-16T17:28:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>something on the tv</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff"&gt;The store called today saying&amp;nbsp;my computer&amp;nbsp;was fixed and to pick it up within five days. I'm so happy that I was jumping up and down screaming (I do this a lot). I'll have to wait untill dad gets home to pick it up (can't drive yet, I'm scared I'll crashed) and then I am never leaving my room again. Just my computer and me having so much fun without people looking over my shoulder. Which means I can start writing, yes! I have three stories in my head right now and its driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #008080"&gt;Also my bother and sister are home because its a snow day but there is no snow but its below zero. Cold, very cold. They are fighting again and again and trying to wake up mom. &lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:an_angels_light:1557</id>
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    <title>No more me</title>
    <published>2009-01-02T00:03:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-02T06:23:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Guess I'm not going to be able to do anything because my compter is not working and the only way I'm doing this is on my mom's compter.</content>
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    <title>Goals for 2009</title>
    <published>2009-01-01T21:15:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-01T21:15:23Z</updated>
    <category term="goals"/>
    <lj:music>Swing Life Away- Rise Against</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The things that I want to do in 2009. I was going to post this last night but was tired and had a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Internet/Writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;1. Post in lj at least once a week&lt;br /&gt;2. Post a video on youtube every two weeks&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;Write a fanfiction for shows and couples I love and post it&lt;br /&gt;4. Comment on other's lj entries&lt;br /&gt;5. Start writing the novel that has been in my head for half a year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Physical Heath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;6. Exercise five times a week&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; Eat healthy and when hungry&lt;br /&gt;8. Drink at least two bottles of water a day&lt;br /&gt;9. Lose ten pounds by June for dance recital&lt;br /&gt;10. Practice dance and strtch a half hour each day&lt;br /&gt;11. Spend a half hour, three days a week on the wii fit&lt;br /&gt;12. Take vitamin every day&lt;br /&gt;13. Do 20 pushups and 50 sit-ups by the end of the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental and Spiritual Heath&lt;br /&gt;14. Wake up before nine in the morning&lt;br /&gt;15.Set goals for myseld every day and week&lt;br /&gt;16. Be more social&lt;br /&gt;17. Keep a dream-diary for a month&lt;br /&gt;18. Practice medition daily&lt;br /&gt;19. Tell someone I'll love them forever and mean it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;20. Get my GED&lt;br /&gt;21. Study Spanish everday&lt;br /&gt;22. Learn basic Japanese&lt;br /&gt;23. Improve vocabulary and grammar&lt;br /&gt;24. Read one book every week and write a review on it&lt;br /&gt;25. Learn to use new camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Become more indepent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;26. Learn to drive&lt;br /&gt;27. Get my drivers lincense&lt;br /&gt;28. Take a drive in the car by myself&lt;br /&gt;29. Get a job&lt;br /&gt;30. Go grocery shopping by myself once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fun Things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;31. Give up chocolate for a month&lt;br /&gt;32. Give up pop for a month&lt;br /&gt;33. Watch 20 movies&lt;br /&gt;34. Have a Supernatural marathon with my sister&lt;br /&gt;35. Learn to read tarot cards&lt;br /&gt;36.Dress up for dinner once a week&lt;br /&gt;37.Brush dog once a week&lt;br /&gt;38. Make a snow angel and take a picture&lt;br /&gt;39. Go to the movies once&lt;br /&gt;40. Wear contacts every day&lt;br /&gt;41. Start and finish the cross-stitch my mom bought&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Have fun and love my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>an_angels_light @ 2008-12-16T21:37:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-17T02:40:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-17T17:33:51Z</updated>
    <category term="video"/>
    <lj:music>Tokyo Girl-Ace of Base</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I heard this song and had to do a video to it. I only spent a half hour on it so its not the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Shortest time I've ever spent on a video but I had a lot of fun&lt;br /&gt;Show: Supernatural&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Dean/Castiel&lt;br /&gt;Song: Unusual You&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>First Post</title>
    <published>2008-11-07T03:52:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-16T17:16:28Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>nothing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hope this worksOkay, I think have had this for about a year and never did anything with it so I am doing my first post.</content>
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