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expectingtofly · 4 years ago

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January 24th

birthday boy dean, a little angst, then happy fluff, canon divergent bc the finale sucks, established dean/cas, human!cas, dean is loved <3

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• January 24th, 2003 •

“Happy birthday to me,” Dean muttered, cracking open another beer. The Impala’s heating whirred, fighting to keep the cold out, the radio playing a mixture of music and static. Through the windshield, he could see the dark exterior of the Walmart, out back of which he’d parked under a broken streetlight.

He glanced at his phone, but there were no new messages. Bobby had called him earlier to wish him a happy birthday, to ask how he was. Dean hadn’t told him that he was alone. His dad had left a week ago for a rugaru case in Indiana. Dean hadn’t heard from him since, which either meant the rugaru was dead and buried, or something bad had happened… but he didn’t want to consider that. More likely, his dad had gotten tied up in another case in the same area. When he’d call or text again, Dean didn't know. Not tonight, that was for sure. He didn’t know if his dad even remembered it was his birthday, or cared.

Grabbing the plastic Walmart bag in the passenger seat, he pulled out the pie he’d bought for this not-so special occasion—blueberry, because the store had run out of apple. He winced opening up the plastic container; he was pretty sure his right wrist was sprained, courtesy of getting thrown against the wall during the salt ‘n burn his dad had sent him on before leaving. He’d found the bones soon enough and disposed of the ghost, and today Bobby had clued him in to a possible poltergeist case a few miles away. He’d head there tomorrow.

Tonight, it was his birthday.

Which didn’t mean much, all things considered. Earlier, he’d considered going to a bar, trying to find someone for a quick hook-up, but he was tired and bruised from the fight with the ghost, and in all honesty, he just wanted to fucking sleep. The roar of trucks passing on the nearby highway and the cold leaking through the windows was going to make that difficult.

He glanced at his phone again, but it remained dark and silent. Fucking ‘course Sam wouldn’t text. He was angry at himself for even expecting him to. They hadn’t spoken since Sam left for college. Dean knew why. Knew Sam was probably still pissed off from his last fight with their dad, too angry at Dean for not coming with him, for not telling their dad off. As if that was even an option. As if Dean could’ve changed their dad’s mind, as if he was supposed to abandon their dad when he was searching for the thing that killed their mom. That’s what was important—killing the monster, not taking fucking college classes.

The pie was cold and a little stale, but he was too hungry to care. “Smoke on the Water” played on the radio, and he turned the volume up a little. The trees lining the parking lot shook in a gust of wind Dean could feel rattle the car, and a stray shopping cart creaked in an empty parking space nearby. Dean eyed it. If it drifted over here in the night and scratched his car…

His phone vibrated in the center console and he snatched it up. A text from Sammy. Happy birthday.

Dean stared at the words for a long moment. The last text he’d received from Sam was a simple, I made it to Stanford. That had been nearly 5 months ago. His fingers hovered over the keyboard as he tried to decide how to reply. How was Sam getting along? What nerdy classes was he taking? Had he met anyone? Did he regret leaving? No, most likely, Sam had found whatever he was looking for and was enjoying his normal, apple pie life. Weirdo.

“Thanks,” he settled on, because if he asked Sam a question about college, he’d only be waiting all night for a response that might never come.

Tossing his phone aside, he opened another beer.

He must’ve dozed off sometime later because he suddenly jolted out of sleep to an empty parking lot and 11:45pm on the dash. Stiff from sitting in the front seat, he rubbed at his eyes and swore as he almost knocked over a stray beer bottle at his feet.

Turning off the Impala to not run down the battery, he got into the backseat and kept his coat on instead of folding it into a pillow, covered himself with the two blankets usually stored in the trunk. He crossed his arms over his chest and stared at the back of the front seats, trying to ignore how tight his throat felt. Fucking pathetic, getting worked up over nothing. What had he expected? Today was just another day, nothing special about it. No reason to treat his birthday any different than any other day, to expect anyone else to treat it any different.

He clenched his hands into fists until the stinging in his eyes receded. Soon his birthday would be past and he wouldn’t have to feel like such a pathetic loser. Well, he thought as he shut his eyes, at least not one alone on his birthday.

• January 24, 2021 •

Nothing like depressing memories to wake up to on your birthday, Dean thought, lying in bed, staring up at the bunker ceiling. That night in 2003 was still fresh in his memory. He remembered waking up stiff and half-frozen the next morning, driving to another case, one more year under his belt. That was probably the last year he attempted to celebrate his birthday—if drinking shitty beer in an empty parking lot could be considered much of a celebration.

He always remembered the day, even if he tried to ignore it, and so did Sam, and Bobby, when the guy was alive. But apocalypses and cases always took first priority, so any celebrating went on the back burner. He wasn’t one much for parties and gifts anyway.

Whispering and footsteps sounded in the hallway outside his bedroom door and he glanced at the alarm clock on his nightstand. 8:16am. Way too early for anyone to be wandering around. Cas hadn’t been in bed next to him when he woke, which was strangely disconcerting. He’d gotten so used to waking up to Cas in the few recent weeks they’d been together. Miracle wasn’t in the room either, asleep on his dog bed like he usually was, and for a moment, in the quiet of his bedroom, Dean felt the terrible loneliness of that night 18 years ago.

That was a long time ago, he told himself, trying to push the gloom aside. For the first time in a while, he was cautiously hopeful that this birthday would be a good one—or, at least, not a miserable one. Every day recently had been a good day—a phenomenon Dean was still getting used to. Chuck was dead, Cas was alive, his whole family was together. It didn’t matter if his birthday was celebrated, if anyone even remembered it was his birthday or not. He was more than lucky with what he had now. What more could he ask for?

All the same, his birthday didn’t exactly scream fun times and good memories, and he kinda wished the day would just be over with. As he lay there, willing himself to get up, his bedroom door cracked open, and he looked over to see Cas peeking inside.

“Oh,” Cas said, catching his eye. He stepped further into the room. “I was hoping you were still asleep.”

“Nope.” Dean propped himself up on one elbow and rubbed at his eyes. “Just woke up.”

Shutting the door, Cas came over and crawled into bed next to him. Dean lay back down to wrap him in his arms, and Cas kissed the side of his neck, then under his jaw, then his cheek, and finally propped himself up to look Dean in the eyes with a soft smile. Despite the heavy weight that had settled on him with the memories of his past birthdays, Dean found himself smiling back.

Leaning forward, Cas kissed him. “Happy birthday,” he said.

So, Cas remembered. “Yeah, guess it’s that day again,” Dean said. He glanced at the doorway. “How long you been up?”

“Not too long.” Cas studied him and Dean nearly squirmed under his gaze. Even without his grace, Cas still managed to make him feel like his soul was on display. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah, fine. Just, uh, just thinking.” He touched a powdery white splotch on Cas’ t-shirt, a black AC/DC shirt that used to be his. “This flour or cocaine?”

Cas gave him a look. “Flour." He kissed Dean again, then pulled away too soon. "Are you ready to get up?”

“Yeah, was about to. Why? Were you cooking?”

“Um, maybe.” Dean raised an eyebrow. “You should come to the kitchen. There’s, uh, something you need to see.”

“What?”

“Just, come on.” Standing, he tugged on Dean’s hand, urging him out of bed.

Curious, Dean got up and let him lead him down the bunker hallway—Cas hadn’t even let him get dressed, insisting it was urgent. As they neared the kitchen, he caught the smell of coffee and baked goods, and he heard laughter, Jack’s, and someone quietly shushing him, Sam.

“What’s going on?” he asked, but Cas only said,

“You’ll see.” He paused before the doorway to the kitchen and gestured. “You go in first.”

Still unsure of what he was gonna be faced with, Dean braced himself before entering the room.

Darkness... then Jack leapt out from behind the kitchen island as Sam flicked on the lights.

“Surprise!” Jack shouted, and Dean was bombarded with both Miracle racing over and running laps around his feet and Jack wrapping his arms around him in a hug.

“Fuck—woah.” Dean hugged Jack back and looked around the room. Balloons were tied to the kitchen island, which was covered with a pie, bacon, a breakfast casserole, and wrapped gifts.

“Happy birthday!” Jack said, pulling back to meet his eyes. “Were you surprised?”

“Yeah, shit.” Dean looked back at Sam and Cas, who were smiling almost as big as Jack. “I didn’t know you guys were gonna do all this.”

“Cas and I made apple pie,” Jack said, letting go of Dean to point to the gifts. “And these are for you.”

“You made pie?” Dean asked Cas. “And didn’t burn down the kitchen?”

“Sam helped,” Cas admitted.

Coming forward, Sam clapped Dean on the back. “Happy 70th birthday,” he joked, and Dean rolled his eyes.

“Funny.” But he pulled Sam into a hug. Sam let out a noise of surprise, then hugged him back.

Shit, they really had remembered, and gone above and beyond. Letting go of Sam, Dean cleared his throat. “This is, uh, this is really nice.” Damned if he didn’t get a little teary-eyed, though he would’ve denied it if anyone called him out.

Cas made him sit down at the table and served him a heaping serving of casserole, set a steaming cup of coffee in front of him. Sam lit candles on the pie and carried it over to the table as he, Cas, and Jack sang a horribly off-key rendition of “Happy Birthday.” Dean rolled his eyes, but he blew out the candles and took the card Jack handed him.

“So this is what you were hiding,” he said, it dawning on him. Yesterday, he had walked into the library and startled Jack, who’d sprawled his upper half over the table, saying, “Don’t look! It’s a surprise.”

He looked up at Cas. “And this is why you were asking me all those damn questions. You were asking for gift ideas?” A week ago, Cas had hounded him with a series of vague questions that sounded suspiciously like the ones he’d been asked around Christmas, leading to several gifts under the tree.

“Dude, you didn’t think we’d actually forget your birthday, did you?” Sam asked, sitting down across from him.

In hindsight, he guessed he should’ve realized they were planning something, but it’d been a long time since his birthday meant anything more than a few beers and takeout. “No, uh. Just didn’t expect all this.”

“You deserve it,” Cas said, sitting next to him, sincere as always.

His face warming a little, Dean opened the card Jack had given him, smiling at the scrawled words in crayon—they really needed to work on the kid’s spelling. Sam and Cas had signed it too, and he smiled at the you’re a dinosaur now from Sam, and the I love you Cas had written, accompanied by a small red heart.

“Thanks,” he said, looking up. “For, uh, for all of this.”

“‘Course,” Sam said. Reaching over, Cas took his hand, and Dean squeezed his hand tightly before kissing him. Fuck, his eyes were stinging again—but it was his birthday, he should get a free pass.

“Try the pie!” Jack told him as he tried to discreetly thumb at the wetness in the corner of his eye. “Cas and I improvised with the recipe.”

Against all odds, the pie was pretty great, and Dean slipped food to Miracle sitting at his feet to hide how he couldn’t stop smiling.

Cas knocked their knees together under the table, then leaned in and kissed his cheek. “Happy?” he asked, pulling back to look at him.

“Yeah,” Dean said, looking around the crowded table, at the warm food, at Sam and Jack. He met Cas’ eyes and smiled. “Really happy.”

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6rookie-writer0110 · 5 years ago

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platonic GOT cast X Male reader

Request - Ok good I was just asking if you would cause I wanted to ask for the platonic GOT cast X Male reader (au happy ending with Dany alive and good) being one of Dany's dragons but this one can talk and he had to do the CGI and all that and it was really fun like Benedict Cumberbatch in hobbit and his character is sassy from time to time and during an interview they showed all kinds of bloopers with the dragon trying on different accents and famous voice impersonations and dancing on his hind legs(1)

2) the reader is around 20 and his kid was born during highschool and the reader has a great talent at drama class and is the comedian of the group and he doesn't go to a lot of interviews and during one they see his shirt which has in big words world's best daddy and has glitter

You rarely do interviews because you want to keep your personal very private. You agree to do a cast interview on the show Late Night with Seth Meyers.

You left your son with the babysitter and you have to do an interview with your co-stars. You see you co-Stars all dressed fancy while you have on a shirt in big words world's best daddy and has glitter.

”Wow, Y/N,” Emilia said.

”Everyone looks amazing!” You cheerfully said.

”Why you didn't tell us you are a dad and why you didn't dress up?” Lena said.

”I really don't like to dress up. And I promised my son, I would we're the shirt he made me” You said.

”Oh, Y/N that is so damn adorable,” Emilia said.

”Soon, everyone will meet him,” You said.

You sit between Kit and Peter. Seth asked questions about the show and the characters etc.

”Y/N, who made you that shirt?” Seth asked.

”My son, he is really into art. He is a toddler and he is shy and clingy” You said.

”Does your son knows what his father does for a living?” Seth asked.

”I told him I play a dragon, he starts to touch my face and he laughs and said no,” You said and everyone laughed.

”That is cute,” Kit said.

”Any other stories?” Seth asked.

”I really don't need an alarm clock, because he always wakes up early. He will lie on top of my face suffocate me and he starts to giggle” You said.

Everyone starts to laugh again. Seth showed bloopers of the cast. You do CGI for one of Daenerys Targaryen’s dragons. In the video, you are next to Emilia and you start to different accents and she starts to laugh. Next, you forget your lines and Emilia made you laugh. Then you start to dance and Emilia and Kit try to copy your dance moves but couldn't.

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You didn't go to work today because you wanted to spend the day with your son because it's his birthday. You invited his friends to the party and the theme is Spiderman. You watch your son try to make friends but he runs to you. And you picked him up.

”You don't want to play with them?” You asked.

He shakes his head no and he gives his face on your shoulder. Emilia arrived with gifts and Kit has on a Spiderman costume. He points at them and you smiled.

”Happy birthday, Bobby. Look who came to visit!” Emilia said with a smile.

”Happy birthday, Bobby! I'm glad your father told me about your birthday” Kit said.

Bobby starts to smile and he wants Kit to hold him.

”Now go have fun with Spiderman,” You said.

You hugged Emilia and she gave you the gifts.

”Thank you, for you and Kit coming to the party,” You said.

”I bought him dinosaur toys and a kid's book of Spongebob,” Emilia said.

”He will love it. Come, I will grill food for you” You said.

”I will love that because I really need to eat something,” Emilia said.

Later, you took many pictures of your son with everyone. You are really happy that Kit and Emilia made your son happy. Bobby won't leave Kit’s side because he thinks Kit is the real Spiderman.

Everyone starts to sing happy birthday and he hides his face on your arm. Kit took the pictures of you and Bobby together.

✧ ✯ ✧ ✫

You still don't do a lot of interviews like your co-stars. But they watched your interview with Ellen DeGeneres.

”Y/N, how did you get into acting?” Ellen asked.

”It started in high school, I would never miss drama class. I felt happy making people laugh and I always loved to put a show. When my son Bobby was born, I gave up acting for a little bit. Because taking care of a newborn was extremely hard for me” You said.

”Did Kit really dressed up as Spiderman, for your son’s birthday?” Ellen asked.

You don't post a lot of pictures of your son on Instagram if you do you cover his face. Emilia posted a picture of kit wearing the Spiderman costume. And she wrote; Happy birthday Bobby! 🎂🎉😊😙

”Yes! And all-day he didn't want to leave Kit’s side so now Bobby has a new father” You said

Everyone laughed along with you. While talking to Ellen she scared you two times and you ran off stage and she can't stop laughing.

✧ ✯ ✧ ✫

Your co-stars went to San Diego Comic-Con, but they think you won't be there.

Before going to comic con, you go to Party City store with your son. You and Bobby walk around trying to decide what to wear.

”Any ideas, what I should wear?” You asked him.

He points at the picture on the wall.

”Iron First!” He cheerfully said.

You high five him.

”Good choice. Do you want to be Batman?” You asked.

”I want to be Batman. Dad, can I get Pokemon cards and candy?” Bobby asked.

”Yea, you can. Let's go tell the staff to get out costumes” You said.

Bobby high five you again.

Finally, arriving at Comic-Con you spend time with your son and you bought stuff for him and yourself. You see your cast on the panel, you and Bobby get on and he has the mic.

”Hello! and my dad love's you guys and has a surprise for you,” Bobby said.

You take off your mask and Bobby does the same. Everyone started to cheer and go crazy. You get the mic and you pick up your son.

”We are glad to be here and this my son Bobby,” You said.

”Hi!” Bobby yelled into the mic.

You hugged your friends and they hugged Bobby too. You answer questions about your character and about Dany too. Bobby is sitting on your lap and he waves at people.

Later, you take pictures with the fans and they are very happy to meet you. Bobby would photobomb every picture you take with everyone. They didn't mind he photobomb the pictures.

Much later, you go to a cafe shop with your friends. You are still wearing your costume and Bobby too.

”I’m going to pay, so tell me what you all want,” Peter said.

”I want a medium caramel mocha,” You said.

”Me too!” Bobby said too loud.

”Bobby, you can't have coffee or ice coffee,” You said.

”Dad, I'm not Bobby. I’m Batman” Bobby tried to mimic Burce Wayne's voice.

Everyone laughed.

”Well, Batman can only have chocolate milk,” You said to Peter.

✧ ✯ ✧ ✫

Your manager told you to go to the 70th Emmy Awards and you said sure. But you had to wear a suit and you said fine. Bobby wasn't supposed to go but the babysitter had to cancel at the last minute.

You don't trust just anyone to watch him. So, you helped put on a suit and he is very happy to go with you to the show. You put on men's cologne

”Dad, spray perfume on me,” Bobby said.

”Its called cologne. Come here and I will show how to put it on” You said.

You showed him to spray it on and he did it.

”Bobby, you don't have to take pictures if you don't want to,” You said.

You are on one knee for eye contact.

”I want to take pictures with you,” Bobby said.

”Okay, let's take pictures together, buddy,” You said.

You and Bobby posed for the paparazzi. You meet up with your friends and hugged everyone. You told them why Bobby came.

While sitting with them, Bobby told you he is hungry. You take out a small packet of apple slices from your blazer. Bobby starts to eat it

”Nick! I have apple here” Bobby said.

He doesn't know how to say Nikolaj properly so he just calls him, Nick.

”Thank you, I like apples,” Nikolaj said with a smile.

He high five Bobby.

”Peter, you want apples?” Bobby asked.

”Of course,” Peter said.

Now he is sharing his apple slices with Nikolaj and Peter.

The show won an Emmy and everyone is on stage. Bobby is holding your Emmy and he waves at everyone.

”Trophies up!” Photographer said.

”Woot! Woot!” Peter said.

”Woot! woot! Yay!” Bobby said.

You did go to the after-party for a bit then went home with Bobby, because he is falling asleep.

#got cast #game of thrones imagine

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johnnydany · 2 years ago

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Made In 1953 70 Years Of Being Awesome 70th Birthday Gift T-Shirt

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swimmingruinsdream · 2 years ago

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Vintage 1953 Limited Edition 70-Year-Old Gifts 70th Birthday T-Shirt

The Vintage 1953 Limited Edition t-shirt is the perfect addition to any wardrobe. Featuring a classic design, this shirt pays homage to a bygone era and is perfect for anyone who loves vintage style. Made from high-quality materials, this shirt is both comfortable and durable, making it perfect for everyday wear. The limited edition aspect also adds a unique and special touch to this already classic piece.

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originallandlockedmariner · 6 years ago

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This is fun… I get to share a wee bit about myself and, at the same time, take a trip down memory lane. Thank you for asking…

(ps this pic looks like I’m in a Marvel poster, unexplainably staring off into the top corner of the poster??! WTF?)

1. A chalk drawing my youngest did when he was 7. It is incredibly special to me. He drew us and then wrote “family – we love.” I love that little shit.

2. A 3D multi material art piece that was gifted to me years ago

3. A treasure I found in the garbage on the last day of school nearly 12 years ago.

4. A banner doodle of mine “I still compare everyone else to you babe”

5. “Moon of my Life” - Khal Drogo

6. Poetry assignment “Your absence and I are pen pals”

7. My Tough Mudder bib number. One of the most grueling and bonding experiences of my life.

8. Photo of my art installation called “Hello, I am ______”

9. My mom’s 70th birthday. She thought I was unable to come out and see her. She was mistaken. She nearly had a heart attack. She cried.

10. The big meatball and me. I lost him in the divorce.

11. Pilfered pic from Tumblr. I can’t reblog this dog’s smile enough.

12. Doodle of a potential tattoo.

13. “We live in a world where image seems more valued than truth. Struggle seems more like failure and vulnerability more like weakness”

14. Jen Pastiloff quote “Instead of getting caught up in who doesn’t like you, get caught up in who does. It’s much more interesting.”

15. Truth.

16. 30th grad reunion pic in custom t-shirt. “I don’t usually do the graduation reunion thingy, but when I do… its unorganized and last minute. (like my school work was)”

17. A photo from the Berlin Wall a friend traveling Europe sent to me long ago.

#me #teacher #my walls #my class #i love my job

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chauhanparkash2066-blog · 5 years ago

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