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gentlemancowboy · 3 years

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7 . 0 1 ➼ M E E T T H E N E W B O S S

For @tootiredmotel’s Follower Celebration ⤷ Day 4 Prompt // Regret

#tootired500 #spn #spn s7 #7x01 meet the new boss #dean winchester #castiel #my edits #spnedit #destieledit #spnscene edit #cowboycoven #spncreatorsdaily #useralison #gardenercas #donestiel #kashmircastiel #userdainty

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tootiredmotel · 3 years

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TFW 2.0 + writing things for (and on) each other

for my follower celebration! day 3: handwrite

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theedorksinlove · 3 years

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@tootiredmotel follower celebration | day 1 ➝ blue

i cared about the whole world because of you. you changed me, dean.

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deancaskiss · 3 years

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For @tootiredmotel's follower celebration, prompt: handwrite

Handwritten poems/letters written by Dean to Cas every time that Cas died

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xofemeraldstars · 3 years

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ೃ⁀➷ @tootiredmotel — follower celebration ‼ ▶ day one: blue

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queen-rowenas · 3 years

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@tootiredmotel’s 500 follower celebration day one: blue, “i can’t believe you”

Jack has discovered Buzzfeed quizzes.

It first began with him walking into the kitchen and announcing, “According to my favorite One Direction songs, I’m an avocado.”

He made many more discoveries since then before moving on to involving the rest of his family. Dean hates to admit he got a little too into the “Which Dr. Sexy character are you?” quizzes.

One morning, Jack finds a “Which Taylor Swift era are you in?” quiz, and insists that Cas has to take it. Which is how they all end up around the kitchen table, while Jack dutifully goes through the questions for each family member. The questions are pretty basic so far.

Cas is in the middle of a long sip of coffee when Jack asks what his favorite color is.

Visibly interested, Sam perks. “Do you have a favorite color, Cas?”

Dean scoffs. “‘Course he does. It’s yellow.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I’m sure. What are Cas’s favorite things?” Dean sets his mug down on the table with a loud plonk to count on his fingers. “Bees, honey, flowers, the sun. All yellow.”

Cas frowned. “Technically the sun isn’t yellow. That’s just how it’s typically depicted with your limited creations and perception of color.”

“Come on, babe. Who’s side are you on?”

“Obviously yours.” Cas rolls his eyes, although far too fond to seem annoyed. “And yellow is not my favorite color.”

“What?” Dean squawks, indignant, “What else could it be?” He stops short and pinches the bridge of his nose. “Don’t tell me it’s a color that humans can’t perceive or something.”

Holding up his phone, Jack gives a solemn nod. “Buzzfeed won’t accept that as an answer.”

“No, it’s not that. Don’t worry.” Cas turns to look at Dean, his eyes crinkle with an indulgent smile. “It’s green.”

For a second, Dean frowns. Sure, Cas likes nature and leaves and crap, but what could beat bees? Cas’s gaze turns a little more pointed, blue eyes boring into green. And Dean falters.

Oh.

“Oh,” he says out loud, “You mean—you mean like…” He points up towards his face. His eyes.

Cas nods. “Of course.”

Dean’s cheeks grow hot, and he ducks his head, huffing out a short laugh. “I can’t believe you. You can see crazy angel colors, and I’m—my eyes are your favorite color.”

Cas’s eyes make their way over his face, taking him all in. If it weren’t for the softness of his gaze, Dean would think the angel is about to change his mind.

“You’re my favorite everything,” Cas says simply, in that devastating way he always says things.

Dean opens and closes his mouth. Because what can he say to that? What should he say to that? Definitely something nice, something eloquent, something that Cas deserves to hear. That can put to words the burning in Dean’s chest.

“Well…you know your eyes are my favorite color, too.”

Cas has the audacity to look surprised, blinking those wide blue eyes. “Really?”

“Yeah, ‘course. I’m really into that Jolly Rancher blue you got going.”

He snaps his mouth shut. What the hell just came out of his mouth? Jolly Rancher blue. Idiot.

But Cas’s eyes crinkle at the edges, something warm and fond. And he leans in and presses a kiss to Dean’s lips. “Thank you, Dean. I’m pleased to hear that.”

Well, maybe that was the right thing to say.

Sam clears his throat loudly, startling Dean out of whirlwind of thought. “Okay great, we like everybody’s eyes. Can one of you explain to me what these album eras actually mean?”

As Jack practically lays across the kitchen table to explain Taylor Swift’s entire discography, album by album, Dean leans over to rest his head on Cas’s shoulder.

“You’re my favorite everything, too.”

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citruscas · 3 years

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@tootiredmotel 's 500 celebration!

prompt: sunset

taglist under cut (feel free to ask to be added ^_^)

@meltedcandlescas

@slasherdreamhunter

@maydays2

@your-spooky-cousin-clover

@jae-in-a-trenchcoat

@deadpiss

@deanlovescasblog

@aheartbeatoftheuniverse

@allnightghouls

@emeraldcas

@you-cant-spell-subtext-without

@casismymrdarcy

#congrats on 500+ !!!! u deserve every bit of it :]#tootired500 #dean winchester #castiel #deancas #destiel #spn #supernatural #fanart #ash.png #userjennmish #userkels #rambleoncas #seraphcastiel #userdeanshoneybee

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acklesology · 3 years

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RANDOM DEAN WINCHESTER GIFS🔀07x05

↳ @tootiredmotel creator celebration - day one "blue"

#tootired500 #dean winchester #deanedit #spnedit #cowboycoven #spncreatorsdaily #creativecaviar #useralison #donestiel #tusercherub #alivedean #userbon #gardenercas #userjennmish #seraphcastiel #badrituals #jess' edits #jess' creates

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hellfirecas · 3 years

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8x02 | "What's Up, Tiger Mommy?"

Dean & Cas + Blue -> for @tootiredmotel's Follower Celebration! [caption under cut]

[Caption: The caption of this gifset states, "8x02 | What's Up, Tiger Mommy" and then underneath this line it states, "Dean & Cas + Blue for tootiredmotel's Follower Celebration!" This gifset includes five gifs of Dean, Cas and Benny in Purgatory. It has been photoshopped to appear blue to fit the theme of the prompt. The first gif shows Cas washing his hands in the purgatory lake. The second gif shows Dean approaching Cas who is crouching down by the side of the lake. The third gif shows a silhouette of Cas standing up with the lake behind him. The fourth gif shows Dean, Cas and Benny standing together while conversing. The last gif shows a silhouette of Dean, Cas, and Benny standing in front of the lake.]

#tootired500 #spnedit #spncreatorsdaily #destieledit #deancasedit #deanedit #cowboycoven #casedit #castieledit #creativecaviar #rambleoncas #spoookycastiel #casblackfeathers #purgatory #spn 8x02 #destiel #my stuff #8x02 #s8

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evermoredeancas · 3 years

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"it's a gift. you keep those."

for @tootiredmotel’s 500 follower celebration - congrats again Gen!!! <3

day 4 prompt: cassette

#fall out boy is my third love after destiel and taylor swift so of course i had to do some fobnatural for this event #tootired500 #userdorksinlove #useralison #becauseofthebowties #userstarry #offbeattraxx #donestiel #lyntracks #tuserari #plantdadcas #rambleoncas #alivedean #fobnatural #spn #destiel #destieledit #*

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torturedpoetdean · 3 years

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Why’d I have to break what I love so much?

For Gen @tootiredmotel 500 follower celebration

Bonus Day!

#gen!!!! this was actually gonna be my video for day 4 but 😪#it's done!!!!!#and 10 minutes before midnight!!!#anyways this song makes me insane #so im gonna make you all insane too #swiftinaturalamv #loveramv #my amvs #spnamvarchive #tootired500

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tootiredmotel · 3 years

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4x07 + Do You Want to Know a Secret?, The Beatles

for my follower celebration! day 2: secret

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theedorksinlove · 3 years

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@tootiredmotel follower celebration | day 4 ➝ regret

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deancaskiss · 3 years

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one spark starts a fire

Kiss #17 - Tucking their hands beneath the other person's shirt, just to watch them break the kiss and gasp in surprise at the sensation of cold/warm hands on their skin

For @tootiredmotel‘s 500 followers celebration, prompt: I can’t believe you.

50 types of kisses collection. Also posted on ao3.

“It’s a bunch of contrived Hollywood bullshit. It’s not some magical moment when you kiss someone for the first time,” Dean said, shutting off the cliche romance movie and chucking the remote at Sam’s head.

“That’s because you’ve never felt true love,” Sam teased, laughing when Jack nodded along very solemnly.

“You need to find your true love, Dean. Like Snow White found her true love with the prince and his kiss woke her up,” Jack pointed out.

Sighing in exasperation, Dean shoved at Cas’ leg with his foot. “This is your fault. You’ve got your son watching Disney cliches. Real life ain’t like that. There aren't sparks. The world doesn’t stop spinning when you kiss someone for the first time.”

Cas cocked his head, squinting at Dean for a moment before shaking his head. “I don’t think that’s true, Dean. First kisses can be special.”

Dean snorted, stealing the almost empty bowl of popcorn from Cas’ lap and eating a few pieces before flicking one at Jack just to hear the kid laugh. “You don’t have any room to talk. You’ve kissed two people- one was Meg and the other was a Reaper who tried to kill you.”

Raising an eyebrow, Cas stole the bowl back and hurled a piece of popcorn at Dean. “And yet I still believe in the spark of a first kiss. Stop being so cynical, Dean.”

“I’m not being-” Dean started, then cut himself off as an idea sprung to mind. To be fair, it wasn’t the most brilliant idea he’d ever come up with, but it would make his point. Just gotta ignore Sam and the inevitable teasing this was going to cause. “Alright, here. Do you trust me?” Dean asked, nudging at Cas’ thigh again.

Cas furrowed his brows, thrown off kilter by Dean’s question. “Yes, you know I do. What does that have to do with anything?”

Alright, time to bite the bullet. This was just to prove Cas wrong. It didn’t mean anything. “Just, trust me on this, alright? I’m going to kiss you, just to prove there isn’t some magic spark associated with a first kiss.”

“Oh, now this I’ve gotta see,” Sam said, words infused with laughter as the sound of shuffling reached Dean’s ears.

But Dean wasn’t looking Sam’s way. Didn’t even spare him a glance as he muttered, “Shut up, bitch,” at his brother, because this wasn’t about Sam.

This was about Cas. And Dean couldn’t tear his eyes away from Cas. Cas, who was now licking his lower lip and giving Dean a look that the hunter couldn’t decipher. Cas, who was already leaning in a little closer, his eyes lingering on Dean’s mouth in a way that had shivers dancing up Dean’s spine.

“I trust you,” Cas said, low and breathy, and Goddamn, this was definitely a no-good, very bad, awful decision, but Dean couldn’t stop himself from closing the gap.

They both leaned in together, bumping noses slightly, and Dean caught the edge of Cas’ mouth in a chaste brush. Idiot. ‘Way to mess up the kiss, Winchester.’

Realigning, Dean angled his head slightly and captured Cas’ lips against his own.

Doesn’t mean anything. Definitely doesn’t mean anything. Doesn’t mean-

Oh God.

Cas’ lips pressed softly against his own, feather light and gentle as they kissed. It was tender and slow, and Dean’s heart skipped a beat in his chest. And then they were grasping for each other, pulling each other closer as Dean’s hands found their way to Cas’ tie and Cas’ arms wrapped around Dean’s neck.

Dean wasn’t sure which one of them deepened the kiss, but God, he didn’t care. Cas’ lips were moving against his own, pulling back slightly before diving back in to kiss Dean again; more insistently and desperately.

Their tongues brushed against each other at the same time, and Dean felt his blood light on fire at the touch. A noise slipped into the space between them, and maybe it was Dean who had gasped or maybe it was Cas, but all Dean wanted was more, more, more.

Pulling Cas in by the tie, Dean nipped at the angel’s lower lip and soothed over it with his tongue before gliding their lips together again. Cas hummed in pleasure, fingers tugging at Dean’s hair as they continued to kiss; faster and then slower, feather light and then all at once.

Shifting his hands from Cas’ tie to his lower back, Dean tugged up the edge of Cas’ shirt and slipped his hands up along his spine. Suddenly, Cas broke the kiss with a sharp noise of surprise.

“I can’t believe you. Your hands are freezing,” Cas muttered in shock, nose bumping against Dean’s again in the infinitesimal space between them.

“Here, let me just-” Dean started to say, attempting to pull his hands away, but Cas moved quicker, holding Dean’s wrists exactly where they were.

They lingered for half a second, Dean spreading his palm along the bare skin of Cas’ back, feeling the warmth radiating up into his fingertips.

“Shut up and kiss me, Dean,” Cas murmured, but before Dean could even process the words, Cas was chasing his mouth into another kiss.

This time the kiss was frantic; desperate and hungry as Cas kissed Dean as if the room had no air and Dean was the only source of oxygen. Dean felt dizzy with desire, lungs burning and room spinning as Cas kissed him and kissed him and didn’t stop kissing him.

It was so so good, God, Dean had never been kissed like this in his entire life.

Licking his way into Cas’ mouth, Cas gasped as Dean deepened the kiss; memorizing the way Cas tasted and how the angel shivered as their tongues wrapped around each other.

And that was when the sparks flew; loud popping echoed in the air as the lights in the bunker burst all at once; sending a shower of sparks down around them.

Dean pulled back, blinking hazily in the glow as the bunker’s emergency lights flickered on. “Did you… did you just-” he stuttered out, glancing up at the blown light bulbs in awe.

“Sparks,” Cas whispered, and the way his voice came out like a prayer, Dean swore his heart was going to leap out of his chest.

It was exactly like the first night they met, lights exploding and sparks flying, and God, how had Dean not seen it before? Cas had already given him that magic; had already proven that he was Dean’s true love.

“I knew it! First kisses are a magical moment!” Jack cheered, startling both Dean and Cas.

Shit. When had Sam and Jack shown up? Were they always there? Dean couldn’t remember. Sam had this knowing smirk on his face as he looked between Dean and Cas, and yeah, alright, maybe Dean had lost his round. But also, he’d kinda won, too.

“I heard second kisses are just as magical as first kisses,” Dean said, tapping his fingers softly against Cas’ spine.

“Prove it,” Cas said, teasing and giddy all at once.

Dean was happy to do just that, kissing Cas over and over again until they were both breathless and dizzy from the sparks.

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xofemeraldstars · 3 years

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ೃ⁀➷ @tootiredmotel — follower celebration ‼ ▶ day four: regret

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queen-rowenas · 3 years

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@tootiredmotel’s 500 follower celebration day two: secret, “i need it”

It’s late. The motel room is dark, the only light coming from the sign outside. Just enough for Dean to make out the line of Cas’s jaw, the gleam of his eyes, the flash of teeth when he smiles.

The motel was low on rooms, so they could only get one with two queens. Sam is snoring in the next bed over. It’s the only real sound aside from the buzz of the neon No Vacancy sign outside. Well, that and Dean and Cas’s whispers.

They’re curled together in one bed, facing each other. The space between is quiet, warm. Their own secret place.

They’re whispering, talking about everything and nothing, feet tangled together up the covers, trying to keep quiet and not wake up Sam. Cas has a hand curled around Dean’s waist while one of Dean’s hands plays with the soft material of the angel’s shirt.

Dean’s never been happier.

It’s late, and he should be sleeping. Tonight is only a pit stop on their drive back home, and he has a few more hours of driving left.

But he can’t stop listening to Cas. He can’t stop grinning. He might have even giggled earlier, but he’ll never admit it.

After decades of denying himself, he thinks they both deserve a moment to indulge.

But he can’t really call this a simple indulgence. A moment like this, quiet and innocent, together.

Because he needs it. And he thinks maybe Cas needs it, too.

“Okay.” He manages to shuffle closer, closing the already small space between them. His cheeks hurt from smiling. “What if someone already possessed by a demon got anti-possession tattoo? Would the demon just be ejected or like somehow trapped?”

Cas frowns. “A demon would never allow that to happen, and even if there was a lapse in its control, a tattoo would take a long time.”

“Yeah, but humor me.” Dean stifles a yawn. “Hypothetically if that happened, what would it do?”

Headlights pass over the window, cutting through the curtains, lighting up the room for a moment. It glows behind Cas’s back, not quite touching Dean, protected in his shadow. It almost gives the illusion of a halo. For a second, Dean forgets about his question and stares.

Cas only smiles back, and for once Dean is grateful for the outside light giving him the chance to see everything. The curl of his lip, the wrinkles at the edges of his eyes and nose, the warm affection in his gaze.

“I would need more time to consider it. And you,” Cas says, leaning in to press a kiss to Dean’s lips, “need to rest.”

“No, I don’t,” Dean grumbles, but he doesn’t resist as Cas tugs him in closer, slipping an arm around his back.

“Yes, you do. You’re driving in the morning, and I would prefer not to get in a wreck.”

“Hey.” Dean shoves at Cas’s chest before tucking into it, pressing his nose into the hollow of his throat. “I’m a great driver.”

Cas rests a hand on the back of his head, pressing a kiss into his hair. “Of course, Dean.”

“And we’re finishing this discussion tomorrow.”

“Of course, Dean.”

The motel mattress sucks, too hard and too old with a sketchy smell, the kind that usually guarantees some impressive neck and back aches in the morning. And Dean is already prone to those now.

But he doesn’t care. He’s got an angel watching over him. The fingertips running through his hair trail down to the nape of his neck and linger, sending a pulse of grace through his tired muscles. Dean sighs, melting under the touch.

Nights at crappy motels used to be nothing new, nothing special. But here and now, he wouldn’t ask for anything else.

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