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lakemichigans · 1 year
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1.20 - Dead Man’s Blood
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sejaanus · 1 year
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― SAM: what the hell are we doing to him cas? i mean, even after i gave him all that blood, he still said he didn't want to be cured. that he didn't want to be human. ― CAS: well, i can see his point. you know, only humans can feel real joy, but also such profound pain. this is easier.
2.22 / 3.10 / 4.01 / 4.10 / 4.11 / 5.14 / 7.11 / 8.07 / 9.14 / 10.03
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annmariethrush · 18 days
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Thinking about Dean sitting in bed in the bunker with his big headphones on listening to Carrie & Lowell by Sufjan Stevens and letting himself cry cause he misses Cas and wishes that Cas would just stay. Just once. Feeling like he’s done everything to try and get him to stay short of outright asking. Regretting every time he’s pushed him away when he should have asked him to stay instead.
Thinking about Cas driving his truck on a dark road in silence, trying not to think about anything when he feels a distant wash of anguish come over him. A melancholy melody starts playing through his head that he doesn’t think he’s ever heard before. It repeats over and over “all of me wants all of you.”
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hells-plaid-angel · 2 years
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They’re on a hunt when it happens. It’s something so innocuous Cas doesn’t think about the action until they’re driving home. They’d pursued their monster-of-the-week and run into another hunter who claimed they were an old friend of John Winchester. 
It took too long for them to realise the hunter was the one behind the killings, acting as a go-between, doing some dirty work for Hell. They found themselves cornered in the man’s yard, trapped and backed into a corner with a not-so-friendly looking hunting dog standing between them, and the high fence, their only exit. Cas’ grace was failing, so he was unsure if he could get himself and the Winchester brothers out of the mess unscathed. 
Cas knew many things about Dean Winchester, he knew he wasn’t cruel for the sake of cruelty but he also knew any man with a gun in his hand, who found themselves backed into a corner would be tempted to fire. It wasn’t often Dean surprised Cas, but that day he did. He held his hands out in front of himself, open-palmed and moved slowly to greet the animal. Its pinned ears and raised haunches kept Dean several arms lengths away, but they stood facing each other until the animal calmed.  When it did, Dean touched the creature softly and ushered both Cas and Sam out. By the look on Sam’s face, Cas understood he’d also been surprised Dean’s plan had worked. 
It isn’t until they’ve caught the hunter and driven back to the bunker and Sam had retired to his room that Cas decided to broach the subject. 
“How did you know the dog wouldn’t attack you?” 
“Call it a hunch,” Dean replied trying to minimise whatever had occurred, letting Cas know he was touching on something important. 
Something Dean didn’t want to talk about, was usually the exact thing he needed to talk about. Cas isn’t sure how he manages it, but after a few prolonged glances and a long stretch of silence, Dean speaks. 
“It’s a hunting dog, Cas. Course it’s going to attack you if it’s been told to. I know they’re dangerous, I ain’t stupid. But you sit with the thing for a while, show it you can trust it,  and maybe it starts to get iffy. Thing doesn’t like to fight, it just does what it’s told. You pet it and confuse the hell out of it. Hunters want the things to be tough, so they never touch ‘em gently. Think it’ll make ‘em soft.” Cas understands.  Dean is the dog. 
Cas wonders if he’s ever been touched gently. He decides it’s his job to make sure Dean is. 
He spots a few scratches and bruises littering Dean’s body from the aftermath of the hunt and pulls him into the kitchen, trying to get a better look at him. He reaches out a hand to heal Dean but the man shrugs him off, making an excuse about not wanting Cas to waste his grace. That won’t do. Cas needs to show Dean that people can be gentle with him.
That’s how the two end up knee to knee at their unconventional version of a dining room table, with Cas helping to cradle a packet of frozen peas to Dean’s face. Cas tentatively strokes a thumb over the underside of Dean’s eyes, along his cheekbones. No one taught Cas how to be gentle, so he’s unsure if he’s doing it right, but from Dean’s stunned silence he thinks perhaps he is.
In the following days, Cas grabs every opportunity he can to touch Dean softly. He shocks Dean speechless as midway through a conversation Cas moves forward and gently brushes a strand of hair to the side, that had fallen into Dean’s eyes. When he needs to move past Dean he places a soft but firm hand in the middle of his back. He even throws a blanket over Dean’s shoulders on a partially cold morning. 
When he begins to run out of ways to be gentle he finds another, one that even Cas knows is toeing the line of things he can get away with. 
“Night, sunshine. I’m hitting the hay,” Dean grumbles, rising from his seat beside Cas in his ‘Dean Cave’ as the movie they were watching comes to a close. 
Cas stands with him before he can talk himself out of it and cautiously, places a kiss to Dean’s cheek. He lets it linger before pulling and mumbles, 
“Goodnight, Dean.” 
Dean doesn’t say anything, doesn’t do anything. He raises a hand to his cheek, as though to capture the heat of Cas’ lips and stares at him with wide-eyed amazement. And once more Cas sees the same look of frozen and confused horror as the dog. So it was true. Dean wasn’t used to being treated with such fondness. Cas would have to change that. 
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jackexmachina · 1 year
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Casifer // Touch In the vision, Lucifer touches me and I feel calm like things will be alright. And that's not something I would ever come up with. I mean that is the last thing that I would ever feel.
image description: scene comparison between Lucifer in Castiel's vessel vs. other scenes with Castiel or Lucifer. Scenes from "The End," "Abandon All Hope," "Caged Heat," "The Devil in the Details," "Into the Mystic," and "The Vessel"
5x10 & 11x10: Castiel watches, trapped in a circle of holy fire, as Lucifer reaches out to Meg, holding her head in his hands gently. // Lucifer leans in to hold Rowena's face as she closes her eyes, but then he snaps her neck and she falls to the floor.
5x04 & 11x11: Future!Lucifer possessing Sam approaches Dean, attempting to put a hand on his shoulder sympathetically. Dean shifts away to avoid contact. // Lucifer puts a hand on Dean's shoulder and Dean looks up from the hand to his face as Lucifer pretends to reassure him.
6x10 & 11x14: Castiel picks Meg up and pushes her against a wall to kiss her, as Sam and Dean watch surprised. // Lucifer grabs Sam by the front of his shirt and pushes him against a pillar. Sam looks confused and afraid as Lucifer taunts him.
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riddled-fingers · 6 months
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churches • flipturn
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soullessjack · 5 months
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I know lost boys is probably deans favorite because it’s gay and there’s vampires and also the whole brothers protecting each other one brother trying to save each other thing However I think we should also consider that it would be jacks favorite because of those two vampire hunting kids fighting for Truth Justice And The American Way and Michael being a teen monster who doesn’t understand what the fuck is happening to him
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supernaturallyhigh · 3 months
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just wanted to say as a child of divorce with a shitty dad that supernatursl makes me Unwell
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I read Down to Agincourt last year for the first time, and did not expect to be emotionally devastated by **another** post-apocalyptic queer love story where we see love blossom in some of the most dire circumstances–with subplots about gardening and sieges and caring for your sick partner–just a few months later
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diazpatcher · 7 days
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just remembered that Bobby's house burned down, I'm gonna be sick 😫
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coffeecorpse · 1 year
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My Chemical Romance- Gun / Supernatural
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aleriya-darling · 1 year
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today, this amazing post came across my Twitter tl
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Castiel loves all creatures, he would absolutely do this 😆
I also stand behind what I responded with:
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asshole-outlaw · 1 year
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Apparently writing the fix it fic show was not enough for him he had to led Dean write songs too
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garashir · 1 year
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im not the only one who thinks of dean winchester when listening to ethel cain right
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tyvrii · 7 months
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im just like dean winchester (im not actually) because i am older than my brother but he is taller than me. and i hate that
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zuzajs14 · 1 year
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: POV Dean Winchester, Jack is Cas' wingman, getting his parents together, First Kiss, No Plot, just feels, Fix-It, Kinda, They Are In Heaven, but it's not how it's supposed to be, Trip Down Memory Lane, Dean Winchester is having realization, Fluff, mostly at the end but still, don't ask me, i just had to get it out of my system Summary:
Drowning in the unearthly blue, he finally understood what should have been obvious from the start.
I died. Suddenly the scene changed, although the memory of the look that penetrated the soul and heart remained. I died, Dean repeated in his mind, staring at his own hands. They seemed to be transparent, and from behind them, Castiel smiled sadly. Tears glistened in his eyes, threatening an imminent outpouring of feelings that, like a rushing river, no one could stop or turn back.
So.
Things happened and I found myself aching to bleed some words onto digital paper. A sweet, silly idea of - *chuckles shyly* - a friend (@fluffsnake <3) inspired me to write little something. But I am not that funny when writing and I have tendency to lean into angst and fluff instead. And here you have a result of that. Nothing big or original. Just me and my destiel feelings. (It's short, I promise)
If you want to look into aforementioned fluffy's idea for a drawing, here ya go. I, for one, am waiting impatiently! For anything they want to share, really :> Go look for yourselves, the art is amazing.
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