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I like to think of

Dean, Sam, Castiel, and Crowley in an AU where they’re the Four Horsemen.

Dean is Death.  You’d expect Death to be scary looking, or solemn and cold.  But Dean is golden and beautiful and yes he can be solemn, but he can also be bright as sunlight.  Because people fear Death, but he’s not cruel and a warm smile and a gentle touch soothes the souls most terrified of him when he comes for them.

Sam is Famine. He’s always hungry.  Starving.  For blood, for souls.  It’s an addiction that burns and claws and itches and bites under his skin.  But he tries so very hard to keep himself in check.  Dean helps him when it’s really tough, reminding him why he shouldn’t go find a city and devour every soul until he’s bursting at the seams.  And when Dean reaps a particularly bad soul, the kind that doesn’t even deserve the “comforts” of Hell, he’ll give it to Sam to snack on.

Castiel is War.  On the surface he looks calm and placid, but he’s like a lake in the caldera of a slumbering volcano.  And when he looses his temper, he destroys everything in his path.  Dean walks beside him, ending the suffering of the injured and the starving and the diseased.  He doesn’t judge or try to stop Castiel, but is there to comfort him when his anger finally dies and he realizes all the destruction he’s wrought.

Crowley is Pestilence.  Lord of everything from colds to the plague.  But also less tangible infections.  When darkness seeps into the minds and hearts of people, that is his touch.  Hate and jealousy are spread from soul to soul like the flu is spread from body to body.  The darkness kills through violence rather than illness, but it’s just as effective.  Crowley’s very proud of his creativeness with that.  Dean just shakes his head at Crowley and tries to keep him away from Castiel.