В последнее время стали попадаться интересные ляльки с Касом и Кроули – к счастью, дженовые, свят-свят.
Например:

Ссылку на автора потеряла, но лежит здесь.

Или вот crack-фик с очаровательной Кроули-Касовой сценой. В баре.

“In my real form, I can be classified as sentient radiation,” Castiel states, and takes the glass of…something. It’s brown and not beer, and he doubts it’ll even do anything to him, but he can hope. “I was human enough to have a bug bite just a couple months ago. How do you think it’s going?
“I can sympathize, what with being a big ball of black smoke,” Crowley says, taking the seat next to him and holding up his own glass. “Here’s to stealing people’s bodies just for the chance to feel.”
“Amen,” Castiel says, clinking his own glass against Crowley’s and drinking it down in one gulp as Crowley laughs next to him.

Тут особенно вспоминается, что оба не люди.

“I’ve been meaning to go exterminate some of my less productive minions, want to join in?” Crowley offers, tilting slightly to the left with a manic smile. “I got a new warded crowbar.”
“Of course I want to go kill demons,” Castiel proclaims a bit too loudly for the bar they’re in. “That is, in fact, one of my favorite things to do. But I think my angel sword is always better than a warded crowbar.”
“That’s for stabbing. For stabbing, yes, but I like beating people to death,” Crowley says. “Have you ever bludgeoned someone to death? It’s fun.”
“I have, and I still prefer stabbing. It’s more intimate,” Castiel says.

Что-то меня даже потянуло написать с ними драббл, и я таки пишу.

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