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Dean Winchester | 13x17 The Thing

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“What is your favourite part of being a father?”

Jensen Ackles & JJ | Minneapolis Con 2016 [x]

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Even the simple things. @beka-dreamer here you go too.

oh... oh my...yes.

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the look on dean's faaaace in what is and what should never be when sam says "yeah mom's birthday, that's today, don't tell me you forgot" and he realizes he's a fuckup in this world too and has a moment of oh i mess up in every world it's not just that my circumstances are shitty i just can't handle things no matter what :/ and this is his dream life ://

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😍

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SUPERNATURAL      ↪ 2.21 All Hell Breaks Loose: Part Two

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Dream a Little Dream of Me 3.10 || Who We Are 12.22

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Jensen Ackles and Misha Collins at JibCon6 (pics by karen cooke)

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Them.

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[I linked the source to the post, thank you @ersatzangel . they aren't them, but like always I see wings and two dudes resembled to Deancas I create a new Headcanon]

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dean and his cute bowlegs for @feeddoughnut *:･ﾟ✧

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𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝟶𝟸𝚎𝟸𝟸 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚒

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7.23

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Dad's on a Hunting Trip...

Genre: Canon-verse Drabble?

Words: 310

Warnings: None

Summary: Before Dean goes to get Sam at Stanford

The vending machine rattled in response to Dean’s fist, which he pounded against the side in frustration. “Come on” he said, his eyes fixed on the little yellow bag of peanut butter M&Ms. The metal coils that cradled the candy remained defiantly still. Turning to lean his shoulder against the defective vending machine, Dean fished his cellphone out of his front jean pocket and flipped it open. No messages, no voicemails, no missed calls.

California is about a three-day drive from New Orleans if you didn’t dick around too much or rush like your ass was on fire. It had already been two weeks since dad left to check out that case of missing dudes on that west coast highway, ten days since Dean left him a voicemail that the job they had come here to work on together —that ended up a solo gig for him— was done. He should have heard something by now, received an order on where to head next so they could meet up. Maybe he was in trouble. Maybe he was hurt and needed help. Thumb slipping away from the speed dial number he had set to “Dad”, he flipped the phone closed and shoved it back into his pocket. That wasn’t true though, of course. Dad could handle himself; Dean knew that. He’s the best damn hunter in the world, no question that the man didn’t need his son worrying and calling him every hour like some hysterical chick.

Straightening up, the young hunter shot one last dirty look at the machine that stole his money, just in case it had changed its mind. It hadn’t, so he gave up on second breakfast—the first having been a leftover taco from the night before— and made his way back to his motel room to watch whatever came on after The Price is Right.

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Spn Hiatus Creations 2019 | Week 9

Dean Winchester - Favourite Shots

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parallelsnatural

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A friend found this art that was made for this fic. If someone knows who to credit lmk. OMG IT'S BEAUTIFUL. THIS FIC IS AMAZING!

what is 4lw

OH BESTIE. Its thee fic of all time

Four Letter Word for Intercourse aka the destiel hotline phone sex fic<333 (READ THE TAGS, have fun)