#and maybe even a destiel kiss

[youchangedmedestiel]

New Year's Eve tradition

Cas discovered a human tradition that happens at New Year's Eve he didn't know about before, because he saw it happened on the TV, multiple times now. The tradition consists of a human kissing another human on the lips at midnight.

Sam is working on another case with Eileen so he guesses he'll fulfill this tradition as he should. But what about Dean?

They are on another hunt together and there is no one else for him to kiss at midnight. Well except Cas. The angel can help if necessary because he would do anything for Dean. Plus, he is kind of curious to know what it would feel like to kiss the hunter, to feel his plumped and probably soft lips against his. He can't deny he never thought about it.

Fortunately, they wrapped their case up before midnight. It was an easy salt and burn kind of thing. As they walk away from the cemetery, Cas stops suddenly before arriving at the Impala.

"Dean, it's almost midnight." He notices, looking up to the sky. It's a clear and cold night, the moon is almost full and the stars are twinkling.

"And?" Dean asks, turning around to see the angel standing still. He glances up, trying to find out what Cas is looking at.

"We should respect the tradition." Cas explains as he walks slowly and carefully closer to the hunter who is standing near the driver's door and looking back at the angel now.

"What tradition?" Dean asks, frowning and scanning Cas up and down.

"The human tradition of New Year's Eve, as a human you're supposed to kiss another human at midnight." Cas explains and Dean only realizes now that tonight is December 31. Previous years, he picked up a chick at a random bar and kissed her. Sometimes this led to more and sometimes not, and in that case Dean just stayed at the bar drinking before going back to his motel room. Or some other times he was just on a hunt like tonight, not caring about what day it was because new year or not his life was always the same mess.

"Well there are no living humans around here." Dean observes jokingly, because he is feeling nervous by Cas's proximity. The angel is standing inches away from him, he can feel the heat of his breath against the skin of his throat and chin.

"I'm human enough if you need me to be." Cas states but doesn't move a bit, he doesn't want to force Dean to do anything if he doesn't want to. His eyes are locked to Dean's with that intensity of his, they are as twinkling as the stars. And Dean can't deny how his knees are getting weak nor how something weird is building in his stomach from that gaze only.

They hear a bell ringing, probably coming from the church nearby, and fireworks light up the sky. Cas doesn't have the time to say happy new year that Dean's lips are pressing against his, his hand curling around the angel's nape to keep him there. It's shy and hesitant at first, but when Cas starts returning the kiss, what was building in Dean's stomach explodes like the fireworks above their heads. His knees get weaker but Cas keeps him steady as he presses him between the Impala and his own body.

The kiss turns heated and passionate as Cas licks his lower lip. Dean parts them and Cas takes the opportunity to slide his tongue in, brushing Dean's slowly at first. Their tongues stroke each other hungrily, while Dean is tugging at Cas's tie and nape, seeking for more contact and Cas's arms are framing him, keeping him safe and warm there. The intensity of the kiss rises as the number of fireworks in the sky increase, loud, echoing noises in the valley and blue, yellow, red, green, all of them mixing together, lightning the area like it's the middle of the day.

Once the last noise resounds and the surroundings become dark again, they part, red and swollen lips leaving each other, hitching breaths breaking the returning silence in the cemetery.

"Happy new year, Dean." Cas is finally able to say, his hand cupping Dean's jaw with his thumb stroking his cheek tenderly. The hunter can't help but melt into the touch, still trying to catch his breath.

"Thanks, Cas. Happy new year." Dean answers, slightly smiling. He hadn't expected to begin the new year this way, but he can't deny that this is a pretty damn good start.

[bloodydeanwinchester]

what do you think the world where the confession scene wasn’t cut to shreds is like? do you think they’re all still as insane about destiel as we are? maybe even more insane? do you think that world has achieved world peace?

[azrael08]

Dean gets hit with a love spell during a case and looks at Cas first trope except him and Cas are already together, so Cas and Sam assume nothings gonna change. And nothing really does, except that Dean now openly holds Cas's hand when their out walking around and he holds onto Cas's waist from behind when their just standing and he lets Cas scratch and play with his hair without pulling away from embarrassment and worst of all is the kissing!

Sam will be explaining what they should do next to catch the monster and when he looks up he sees Dean staring softly at Cas and Cas staring softly back which is fine, that's what they do, they stare, so Sam turns away. But when he looks back for the second time he sees Dean start peppering little smooches all over the angels face, just quick kisses on his nose and cheeks and forehead and neck too, all while they both smile dumbly, which is also fine, its not like Sam hasn't seen this before, they were exactly like this in their honeymoon phase at the beginning of their relationship, so he turns away again trying to focus but then he has a question to ask Cas and he turns and- HOLY SHIT THEY'RE MAKING OUT! RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM THEY'RE USING TONGUE AND CAS'S HANDS ARE AROUND DEAN'S WAIST AND HIS HANDS ARE IN CAS'S HAIR AND THEIR MOANING AND SAM NEEDS TO BEAT THEM OVER THE HEAD WITH A STICK-

[ink-the-shitposter]

I think it might have to do with the guy playing dean being uncomfortable with them making their characters gay, which is rly funny bro you are an actor 😭

still amazes me that by season 45 or whatever, Supernatural was being exclusively watched by delusionally hopeful women with flamingo-salinity tolerance for bad writing and the creators still couldn’t pander to them because maybe there was 1 straight guy out there still accidentally watching it

[angel-fruitcake]

can't stop thinking about the concept of post-canon Destiel reunion where Dean confesses his mutual romantic feelings and Cas is so happy, don't get him wrong! but even though he's grown fond of this vessel that he's had for years, for some reason Cas can't seem to get past his worry and insecurity that maybe Dean isn't 100% sold on the whole idea of being intimate with a man.

so without meeting Dean's gaze, Cas hesitantly offers with a touch of sadness, "if this vessel isn't satisfactory for you, i-i could perhaps try to procure a female v-"

and Dean grabs Cas by his heated cheeks, promptly shutting him up with a kiss.

once the initial shock subsides and Cas finally starts to relax, Dean pulls back just enough to whisper against the angel's lips, "i want you just like this. this," Dean squeezes Cas' face for emphasis, "is the Cas that i met in that barn all those years ago. this is the Cas that pulled me outta hell." Dean trails wet kisses along Cas' stubbled jawline, pausing when his lips reach the angel's ear. "this is the Cas i fell in love with."

Castiel melts against Dean with a whimper.

[ledzeppelinmixtape]

"it was never about destiel" were you here in 2012-15? it was always about destiel. there were teenagers in the early 2010s praying to every god and the universe that those old men would kiss on their screen. they were gaslit for over a decade about destiel. and now those teenagers are vindicated 20-something college graduates... hundreds of them. maybe even thousands. it was always about destiel

[royalydamned]

I want to formally thank the Sonic team for actually not making Stobotnik and its shippers the butt of a joke? Like you see this treatment of fans especially shippers so much like haha these silly little queers drawing and writing porn of these two characters it's so funny haha. You poor delusional bastards.

And before anyone goes, uhm ☝️ but they called them friends. They didn't make them lovers. Ok maybe, but not even Tom and Maddie act too romantic, so it's not I expected any tongue action or anything.

But what I mean is, instead of mocking their relationship and making someone call Stone Robotnik's boyfriend to laugh at it we got an actually meaningful and emotional scene about them and their own little subplot. I feel more validated than by the hatecrime of a love confession Destiel was.

Like the bar is so low I am grateful not being made fun of by the creators and/or actors and instead doing anything to deny it they went "you know what? Sure why not" and I am kissing your feet giving you my firstborn I hope you continue succeeding.

[occult-castiel]

Man this just kinda hurts. I don't know why they wouldn't have just waited. Like... who the fuck decided what they did was good enough? Just the thought of how amazing that would have been to see instead. Idk idk.

Like... destiel couldve been everything. It's still a very good love story, but it'll forever be the one that couldve been. It makes me feel bad for the characters. We just never stopped getting robbed, all the way to the final credits

Hey besties, gonna say first up that I do not know how accurate this information is, but considering I got it from the mouth of a guy that worked on the last two episodes of Supernatural, I’m going to take this information as true and factual. Okay. I was on a Supernatural filming tour in Vancouver and our guide was a camera operator for the final two episodes and he got to read the original script for the final episode. LET ME TELL YOU, the whole killing off Kansas and Ellen’s Roadhouse thing was correct, BUT, the part about Jimmy being there and not Cas??? Yeah no. Dude man said that in the script it was Cas that was there and Dean met him in the Roadhouse and confessed back to him and embraced “not as a friend but as a lover would”. !!! They confirmed that Dean was bisexual because in heaven he realised that he didn’t need to ‘perform’ anymore and could just be his true self. BUT WAIT, THERES MORE. Because of covid Misha wasn’t travelling to Vancouver to film the final episodes. Jensen pushed to wait until they could do it properly but the script was changed to how it is now. So yeah, there you go.

[sampilled]

all those

"we need more male SA representation" "you couldnt even handle them"

tiktoks that include sam always have a million comments like "what??? sam was sa'd??? when??" and its like i just genuinely need to know their definition of SA so badly

like most of them say they've watched the full show and never noticed anything like that happen and idk maybe i'm the crazy one cuz i do think about it so often but SA is unwanted kissing + touching and that happens to sam every other episode

like the replies to the comments are usually about lucifer and becky or say it happened a lot or something like that

the idea that someone watched the whole show and just... didn't notice is actually crazy to me. destiel brain rot i fear.

[fellshish]

just felt like letting you know im makin my way through your spn bookmarks on ao3 and its saving my life 💚 do you have an ultimate-nothing-compares destiel faves from the bunch?

YES omg these are the fics that rewired my brain changed my life etc:

And this your living kiss (M, 56k): au where dean is a self deprecating former poet who used to write anonymously under the pen name jack allen. Now he’s finding his way back to loving poetry by taking a class at a college taught by professor novak… only he doesn’t know professor novak happens to be the number one jack allen scholar in the country. Amazing. Inspiring. I’ve reread it several times and it’s probably my favourite fic of all time

The cheapest room in the house (E, 89k): one of those fics whose writing i’m jealous of, it’s mind bogglingly good. And hot. The destiel grindr fic — cas downloads grindr and dean helps him. The rituals are SO intricate. But really, nothing i could say could do justice to how good this is.

Fenario (E, 47k): cas empty rescue fic. Certain paragraphs and scenes are just seared into my brain, amazing writing. I still think about “Cas’s legs give out and he pitches forward, falling the rest of the way into Dean’s lap in a mockery of a pieta” — that’s the point where i knew this fic was gonna become a fave

Right where you left me (E, 93k): cas comes back from the empty but it’s years later. He rings the doorbell and finds dean married. This fic was an event while it was still updating. Supremely well written and with an emotional maturity needed for the theme

Am I a man or am I a muppet (G, 7k): one of the funniest fics i’ve ever read. Dean wakes up as a muppet. Just roll with it! It’s crack, sure, but so good?? This inspired a scene in one of my gomens fics even

Burn this into your brains forever (E, 10k): to me this is an underrated fic for how funny it is. Fake dating between dean and garth but don’t worry, it’s a destiel fic

Half empty (M, 37k): more of a dean study. Reads like you’re dreaming and nothing makes sense. Dean is confused about everything. Kind of a mysterious vibe, excellent writing

There is rest for the wicked (G, 14k): sleepy, domestic dean. The destiel happens so…. Idk. Naturally. It’s a fic that really stays with you for a long time

Ninety one whiskey (E, 401k): one of thee destiel fics of all time. It’s famously a must-read and for good reason. A war fic, so quite heavy and not for everyone. But an absolute experience. I read the last few chapters in bed middle of the night tears streaming down my face. Simply iconic

A winter’s tale (T, 64k): this fic forever changed the way i see cas’ human arc on the show. Not super destiel-y but can be read that way. Again quite heavy. Northernsparrow is an excellent writer.

The dean winchester beat sheet (E, 144k): au where dean is in college and in complete and utter denial about his sexuality. So supremely funny. I will say this dean is not for everyone. But to me he is iconic and i think about certain scenes still. Forever changed the song i want to break free for me.

What has eight tentacles and isn’t allowed to eat pie? (T, 16k): basically uhhhh dean gets turned into an octopus. HEAR ME OUT. This fic will change you fundamentally as a person. It’s funny but also smart. A classic!

Maybe it really is the end (M, 2k): it’s short but there’s not a word out of place. Basically, belphegor taunts dean and cas while in the body of jack. It’s so good and so underrated. I think about it all the time

How a grocer watches dean pull his head out of his ass in seven days (E, 51k): destiel written from an outsider pov, a christian lady who’s easily scandalised and whose narrative voice is SO hilarious. One of the funniest fics i’ve ever read. Fake dating too!

[whipitgod]

Totally Normal, Non Romantic Bro Moment

Dean x Castiel

oneshot - wc: 2k

summary: Dean is the only one who doesn’t realize he’s dating Cas

warnings: blatantly and boldly ignoring canon, a little crack-ish as per usual, some light swearing and little bit of spice (they kiss but that’s it)

a/n: Thank you for all the support on the last few oneshots!! this is the first time i’ve ever written for destiel or supernatural so it might be a bit ooc! If you like this remember to leave a like/reblog! maybe even follow me :D! Happy reading!!

!!!!REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!!

“Sammy!” The sound of his brother calling his name makes Sam sit up quickly, having dozed off whilst trying to finish a book he had started ages ago but could never manage to find the time to complete. He pushes himself off his bed with the intent to meet the older Winchester in the kitchen where he heard him yelling from. Before he even has a chance to reach for the door handle the door flies open, Dean entering the room with a startling amount of aggression.

Sam puffs out an irritated breath at the man's behavior, “Of course you can come in-” he pauses slightly taking in the flustered nature of the hunter now pacing back in forth and grumbling quietly to himself; a look of concern crosses Sam’s face, mouth turning down slightly, “Are you alright, did something happen?”

Dean’s head snaps towards him then, looking at him for the first time since he had burst into the room, “Yeah, i’m fine man,” he gets a look on his face like he tasted something bitter before rushing out an agitated, “no actually i’m not fine.” Sam tilts his head slightly at this urging Dean to continue with a wave of his hand; Sam notes that the man has yet to stop pacing.

“Bobby said someth’n weird earlier that's got me thinking,” Dean hesitates for a moment almost like he’s second guessing even bringing it up, “he uh,” another slight pause, brows furrowing, “he seems to think i’m dating Cas.” he takes a deep breath after he says this, a common action when he gets too worked up over something.

The younger Winchesters' brows crease in confusion at this, Dean taking this as a sign that his brother finds the notion absurd lets out a relieved breath. His relief is only short lived, Sam shaking his head slightly before questioning, “Is that it?” Dean's expression hardens, agitation returning and causing his shoulders to tense.

“The hell do you mean ‘is that it’, this is a big deal!”

Sam lets out a small laugh at his brother's frustration, “Was he not accepting?”

The anger leaves Deans features, a look of confusion taking it’s place, “The fuck does that mean?”

“Was he not accepting of your relationship with cas?” Sam now wears a look of confusion mirroring Dean’s. The older man stops pacing at this question, brows furrowing even further than Sam thought possible.

“What relationship?” The anger gone from Dean’s voice, tone now mired in confusion.

Sam looks at his brother like he’s lost his mind, “The relationship you have with Cas,” he searches Dean’s face for any sign that the man is joking, not finding any he pushes on, “You guys have been dating for months.”

Dean seems to short circuit at this, blinking several times before letting out a disbelieving scoff, “I am not dating Cas,” a nervous laugh escapes him, “That’s insane, I knew you were crazy but not that crazy.”

Sam stares blankly at him and Dean rushes to continue, “I mean the idea of Cas and I dating is laughable,” another nervous laugh accompanied by a growing redness in his face, “Why would you even think that?”

Sam’s eyebrows shoot up in disbelief at the question, a sharp bark of laughter leaving him before he can stop it. He tries again to find any sign that his brother is joking but the man's expression is steely, jaw clenched in frustration, “Oh wow, you’re serious.” At this Dean lets out an angry huff opening his mouth to start speaking before closing it again, teeth grinding together.

“For starters, you guys act like an old married couple all the time,” Dean opens his mouth to disagree but Sam cuts him off, “you guys also frequently gaze into each other's eyes for extended periods of time.”

“We do not!”

“Just last week you guys had a whispered discussion before staring into each other's eyes for five minutes,” Dean’s expression turns contemplative, “five minutes might not be accurate actually,” Sam thinks for a moment, “It was probably longer, I didn't stand around to time it.”

Dean releases an irritated noise before rushing to defend himself, “We were having a moment!” Sam’s expression turns amused at the sentence and Dean jumps to amend it, “A bro moment! A totally normal, non romantic bro moment!”

Sam quirks a brow at this, a teasing smile threatening to overcome his features. Dean lets out another frustrated sound, “It’s a normal dude thing, it’s what pals do!” Sam kind of wants to let Dean continue floundering, if only to see how many synonyms he can find for the word ‘bro’; he decides against it, deciding to put Dean out of his misery.

With a gentle sigh the younger man pushes himself up so he’s sitting fully upright, “Bobby and I aren't the only ones who think you guys are together,” He thinks for a moment, “Actually, I'm pretty sure you are the only one that doesn't think you guys are dating.”

Dean is quiet at this causing him to continue, “I don't know man, it's something you should think about,” Sam stands and walks over to the door with the intent to find something for dinner, “maybe you should talk to cas about this.'' With that he pulls the door open not waiting for the other man to respond, and without sparing another glance in Dean’s direction he walks down the hallway towards the kitchen.

Dean stands motionless for a few minutes before managing to snap himself out of the daze the conversation had left him in. Shaking his head in an attempt to clear his thoughts, he makes the short trek to his own bedroom; Closing the door behind him and letting out a breath he didn't know he had been holding, he lets his mind wander to memories of all of the interactions he and Cas had had recently.

Sure they were close, their relationship probably closer than most other mens, but that didn't mean they were together! Sure they had kissed a few times when they were both a little too drunk but that didn't mean anything! It was normal to kiss your bro when you had a few too many. This line of thinking does nothing to quell the internal turmoil he was feeling; his mind now stuck on memories of the kisses they had shared on rare occasions that were never discussed once they were sober.

Dean huffs a bitter laugh, “I don't even like men.” The phrase feels wrong as it leaves his mouth. He had never really given much thought to whether or not he liked men, but now that he was thinking about it he’s met with a startling realization, “Oh god, do i?”

He thinks back to all of the men that he had ever found attractive, the ones he was a bit too fascinated by; having written off the fascination as a friendly interest at the time, he finds himself realizing that some of the interest really wasn't all that friendly.

His mind wanders to cas, remembering all of the things they had done together that had, at the time, seemed innocent and friendly; now that he’s looking back on them they seem to be a little bit too intimate to be friendly. There was also that one dream he had a few weeks back that had made being around cas very awkward for a few days, the memory of the dream alone making his face heat up. He loses track of the amount of time he stays lost in thought, his mind spinning in circles as he thinks about the dynamic he has with the angel.

He reaches a conclusion that makes him suck in a sharp breath, “Oh god, i'm in love with cas.” It comes out as a disbelieving whisper. He doesn't know what to do with realization but now that he’s said it outloud it feels like the most obvious thing in the world.

A Few Days Earlier

Dean can’t help but watch Cas's side profile as the man takes another swig from the almost empty bottle of whiskey; Dean had tapped out before the bottle had even been opened, the angel needing way more alcohol than Dean could stomach to even get a buzz. The hunter isn’t quite sure how many bottles of assorted liquor cas had drunk at this point but it was clear the man was feeling the effects of them, his eyes a little droopy as if he was struggling to see clearly. Dean wasn’t in much better shape, his eyes struggling to focus as he watched the angel’s Adam's apple bob as he drank. Without realizing that he was even moving he reached up and grabbed the bottle from Cas's hands, taking a quick drink of it before setting it down in front of them.

“I think you’ve had enough.” Dean's tone is light when he says this, almost teasing. Cas meets his eyes with a dazed smile and Dean’s eyes get stuck on the curve of his lips.

He wants to kiss him. The thought doesn't scare him like he thinks it should, he supposes it wouldn't be the first drunken kiss the pair had shared; alcohol acting as a cover for the real emotions at play that Dean really didn't want to deal with.

Before he can think better of it he leans in, cas letting out a surprised noise as their lips meet before melting into the kiss. The thought that they shouldn’t be doing this crosses Dean's mind but he stamps it down quickly when he feels cas reach up and tangle his fingers in his hair. They stay like that until dean pulls away slightly to suck in a few panting breaths, their foreheads stay touching as they stare into each other's eyes. Dean remembers, bitterly, that tomorrow this would become another one of the little moments that he's too afraid to discuss. With that floating around his head he leans back in with a little bit more force than necessary, their teeth clacking together as their mouths meet.

Present Day

He blinks away the memory, shaking his head slightly and digging in his pocket for his phone, he finds cas’s contact and hesitates for a moment before hitting the call button. The sound of the phone ringing does nothing to calm the anxiety he’s feeling but before he can second guess himself cas picks up.

Cas answers the phone with a soft, “Hello?” and dean feels his heart in his throat.

“I think I'm in love with you.” He had not meant to blurt it out like that, and he curses quietly to himself as he waits for Cas's response.

“I mean it would be kind of weird if you weren’t given that we’re dating.”

Dean pauses at this, a flood of emotions hitting him and causing him to let out a sound reminiscent of a gasp, “What?”

“We’re dating,” there's a pause from cas and the rustle of papers being moved, dean briefly wonders what he’s doing before he realizes what the man had said. Dean's mouth opens and shuts a few times as he struggles to find the appropriate words.

Cas continues speaking, seemingly oblivious to the internal struggle that Dean is having, “We had a date a few days ago,” more rustling, “we got pizza and then got drunk and made out.”

Dean is at a loss for words, he lets out a choked sound before starting to laugh, the kind of laugh that makes your sides hurt. It takes him a minute to regain his composure, wiping a tear that had escaped during the laughing fit he takes a deep breath before responding, “Yeah i guess we did.”

“Are you feeling alright?” The question sounds so sincere it almost causes Dean to spiral into laughter again but he manages to hold it in.

The hunter pauses for a moment thinking about the question, “Yeah,” he’s smiling so hard his cheeks are starting to hurt, “i’m great.”

[destielsoulmatebang]

Touched With Grace

The first touch between soulmates leaves a mark on their skin. Dean has resigned himself into accepting that maybe he and Sam just don’t have soulmates, which tracks with how much Heaven has intervened in their lives and supposed destinies. When the angels fall, and Cas becomes human, Dean discovers just how wrong he was. After Dean touches Cas’s shoulder and a soulmark appears, he realizes the handprint he has carried on his own shoulder since Cas raised him from Perdition is actually a soulmark. Castiel, the angel of Thursday, a seraph that sacrificed his life, his place in Heaven, who gave everything for the cause, for a couple of “mud monkeys,” is actually Dean Winchester’s soulmate. After years of repressing, hiding certain feelings that, deep down, Dean wanted to experience differently, or even for the first time… He’s finally going to get that chance, in the arms of a former angel. Rating: Explicit Tags: Castiel, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Ezekiel a.k.a. Gadreel, Canon Universe, But With Added Soulmate Rule, Romance, Slow Burn, Season 9 Re-Write, Post the Angel Fall, Human Castiel, Destiel Soulmates, There Was Only One Bed, John Winchester's A+ Parenting, Internalized Homophobia, Mutual Masturbation, First Time, First Kiss, Oral Sex, Roadhead, Anal Sex, Bottom Cas, Top Dean Winchester, Yes the Title is a Schitt’s Creek Reference, Fuck the SPN Writers, Dean Never Would Have Kicked Out the Guy Whose Goddamn Trenchcoat He Carried Around in Multiple Different Cars Through Most of Season 7, ANYWAY, Don’t Think of Sex While Golfing Coming October 3, brought to you by the @destielsoulmatebang, @anyreiart, @queerwolfsstuff and @spn-fanfic-reblog-writes!

[jinkieswouldyoulookatthis]

Anti-destiel Wank (sorry but I have to)

If you hardcore ship Destiel, please just scroll on by. Please.

Ok, I'm gonna get myself in trouble, I'm sure, but I gotta get this off my chest...

Destiel may be a perfectly fine ship,

but,

IT'S JUST A SHIP.

In the actual context of the show there IS NO ROMANTIC OR SEXUAL TENSION/RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN DEAN AND CAS.*

Full fucking stop.

Subtext can be interpreted in ANY WAY YOU WANT. It is subjective. You will find whatever you look for in it. Please stop waving subtext interpretations around as if they were objective facts, they aren't. Subtext, by its very definition, relies on implied meaning and understanding, this means it is a subjective interpretation of the media that varies from viewer to viewer. The inherent variations are what make it fanon/headcanon instead of canon.

If you see tension of that sort there and it makes you happy to postulate the what if, then go ahead, that is what fanon and head canon and fan fiction is all about. But if the fact that the tension you think you see isn't being addressed in actual canon makes you grumpy, maybe you need to take some of the fanatic out of your fanning. If you are beginning to think the show creators are actively trying to repress Dean's "true sexuality and feelings" because they are evil, you might need to consider that you've dug in too deep.

Because, like I ship wincest. Yeah, I said it. But I am aware that canon doesn't actually include any level of sexual or romantic (in the modern sense) relationship between Sam and Dean. Wincest is not canon.

Now, are Sam and Dean the real "love" story of the show? Yes, yes they are. That has always been 100% the entire point of Supernatural, the great love story of two brothers struggling to save the world together. It's about family and everything that means, but at its heart, it is about Sam and Dean WInchester. Not all kisses and cuddles and sex kind of love, but love nonetheless. Full stop.

Now, the fact that Destiel is such a popular ship is not surprising to me in the least. Jensen and Misha are two gorgeous guys who share a lot of chemistry on screen and off. And, it is canon that Cas loves Dean. That has been evident since Lazarus Rising (4x01) when Cas was introduced. Castiel's love of Dean Winchester has been his character's main motivation all along and culminated with Cas sacrificing himself to save Dean, after telling him that he loved him in Despair (15x18)

But Dean's main motivation has always been to watch out for his brother. And though Castiel became Dean's best friend, he still comes second to Sam. Nothing against Cas, he just isn't Sam.

So why are so many people so absolutely convinced that Destiel is so real within the context of the story?

Well, I'm pretty sure that it is the same reason that they are so opposed to the idea of wincest.

As we all know, incest is bad, mmmkay? Incest is probably one of the biggest, strongest, cultural taboos we have. So it makes perfect sense that the idea of two blood-related brothers having sexual or romantic feelings for each other is considered icky. It's so off putting that it is a complete no go for even fantasizing about for most people. And that's probably a good thing, tbh, incest should be taboo. But where does that taboo spring from? Why is it so deeply off limits? There are several reasons, but the two main ones are:

That incest can lead to inbreeding.

That incest too often involves molestation or rape of children.

Both of these are seriously bad enough that we all pretty much collectively agree to avoid incestuous relationships. But, do either of these two reasons really apply in the case of Sam and Dean?

The short answer is no. Primarily this is because they are fictional characters that are being played by unrelated actors. But to humor the objectors we'll look at it closer.

We can take the first one right off the table. As two cis men, neither of them is capable of becoming pregnant, so outside of the mpreg (male pregnancy) or gender bending subsets of fanfic tropes, this is not applicable.

The second reason only becomes an issue when talking about the characters earlier in their lives, pre-show or flashbacks. Weecest or teencest, or whatever, are things, but these typically have separate ship names for a reason, because even when dealing with fictional characters this squicks a lot of folks who are otherwise down with the wincest ship. So most content is tagged or labeled as its specific flavor, so anyone can find it or avoid it. But wincest that involves adult Sam and Dean (the specific pairing I'm referring to in this post) doesn't apply to the second reason listed above.

So there really is nothing morally wrong with Sam and Dean having sex with each other. I know that statement is going to bother a whole lot of people, but it is true. Just because something is taboo does not automatically make it morally wrong. Being gay used to be taboo in our culture, and is still taboo for way too many people, even though there is nothing morally wrong with homosexuality.

Now, I wasn't in the fandom back at the beginning of the show, but I've heard tell that the very first Sam/Dean fic was posted just a few hours after the pilot episode aired. A few hours, that's all it took for some highly motivated fan to type out a story where they were more than just brothers. The story is called Reunion. If you watch the pilot, even with your anti-incest goggles on, the chemistry between Jared and Jensen is palpable throughout. There is a reason the show lasted for 15 years, and that reason is that Sam and Dean just work on screen so well together. So if it only took one episode for that ship to be born, what did all the future destiel shippers do? Well I imagine they felt somewhat uncomfortable for the first 60 episodes.

Flash forward to season four and the introduction of Castiel. Finally there was another male character for fans squicked by the notion of sweet, sweet brother loving to focus on! Cas was clearly fixated on Dean more than Sam, which followed the plot since Cas had been instructed to rescue Dean from Hell. As it would turn out, the brothers were destined to be the meatsuits that Michael and Lucifer wore to the big prize fight to determine the fate of the world. Prepping Sam for Lucifer involved him consuming demon blood, which made most of the angelic host view him as an abomination, a factor that Cas had to learn to get past in his relationship with the younger brother. But Dean was ready to go right out of the box, no assembly required for Michael. Castiel, and many of his angelic brethren, as well as a lot of Demons, seem to be drawn to Dean in a way that they just aren't drawn to Sam. Is this fair? Hell no. But I mean, look at him! Jensen has sexual tension with literally everything he comes in contact with, people, food, his car, the man oozes sexual attraction. Don't get me wrong, Jared is a sexy fucking ball of sunshine, and our Sammy is a damned attractive man, but he tends to be more repressed and less openly sexual than his brother, so it is what it is.

Where was I going with this? That's a good question. I got a bit distracted, sorry. Oh right...

At its root, destiel is a reactive projection. There is undeniable tension between characters in the show. Since all of the main cast are male, that tension is highly homoerotic. The two main characters, who are undeniably emotionally enmeshed and co-dependent with each other (a very well established canon fact btw), happen to be blood-related brothers. Oh no! Where is all that tension coming from since we cannot admit or accept that it's coming from them? Ah ha! Here is a new male character that we like, yes, it is obviously coming from his interactions with one of the brothers, even though he wasn't in the first 60 episodes. Yes, it all makes perfect sense now, all that tension was merely foreshadowing.

I've read through all the destiel subtext posts. I've gone back and watched all the scenes they reference multiple times with the express purpose of finding destiel. I'm telling you it is just a fanon ship. Which is 100% fine and good, ship that ship, just stop declaring it more canon than canon, because it's not.

And if you don't like fictional incest, cool, cool, you don't have to. But the underlying sexual tension existed in the first 60 episodes prior to Misha being cast on the show, so it was coming from somewhere. And it'd be cooler if you learned how to scroll past people shipping wincest, like I'm sure you do for all the other weirdass, squicky shit that people post all over the internet. But if it makes your heart beat a little faster to imagine that Dean and Cas have eyesex but that Dean and Sam don't, that's fine. I think it's delusional because neither ship is actually canon and both are 100% A-Ok in fanon, and honestly Jensen doesn't seem to be able to control his eyes, which is not something anyone should feel bad about (it's fucking marvelous) but you do you.

*Castiel does love Dean. He confessed as much, but Dean did not reciprocate. What I am referencing is a mutual romance or attraction, which does not exist.

[adanmwere]

Back on my shit little destiel thing under the cut :3 (for funsies)

Dean uncomfortably sat on the couch that layed in the middle of the room, being smashed by his dog who was laying all their weight upon Dean's body. Not like he was gonna complain... But he could've sworn he heard his back break into halves. He couldn't fully believe that he was here, and alive but he had earned some "new sick scars" - coined by sam.

But sometimes he'd fall into his thoughts. Which was a place no man dared to go. (I may be, being dramatic) Wondering, what if? What if it was him- him who- got sucked into the empty. Him who pushed Sam aside that day and took cas out the other side. Maybe- just- maybe-.

He had completely fallen into a state of worry and fear, so deep in thought not even luckys barking making him jump or anything. But the only thing that brought him back down to earth, was the soft gentle grasp of a hand, or well two hands grabbing on to either side of his face. Their thumbs grazing against his freckle filled skin.

"Hello, Dean..." Whispered the angel ever so gently as to not spook Dean nor lucky, placing his chin on top of Deans head, merely hanging off the edge of the couch. Feet dangling and everything, causing Dean to look up at Cas while a red tint covered his face. "Cat got your tongue?" Castiel teased, making Dean even redder then before.

Dean stayed silent as he just, stary-eyed stared up at Cas. Bewildered by his absolute beauty. The way his eyes lid folded downwards- the way his brows creased- the way his lips stayed soft and always felt like he was kissing him for the first time ever. (again) But, did he deserve this? To have Cas in one piece? To be retired and living a somewhat normal life he had longed for snice his mom died-

Cas could see Dean's eyes wander off as just by the tense in Deans muscles he could tell, he knew this man too well to not know when he was sad or happy just by how he was breathing or how his heart beat. He layed a soft kiss on the top of Dean's forehead, causing him to crawl more on to the couch. Christ he looked like he was struggling.

Castiel hopped off the edge of the couch and walked around, getting Dean's attention whilst he patted Luckys back and called him off of dean. Not giving dean time to respond, suddenly Dean had Castiel laying on top of him where Lucky was.

"Hello there- handsome~" Dean said with a smirk, purring in between his words. "You're one to talk" The angel ruffled Dean's hair, gliding his fingers along every strand as if he was counting Dean's head of hair.

Maybe he would be okay. Maybe they were gonna be okay...

[herefortheships]

My thoughts on Venom 3.

It's been a long time coming! I'm pausing my Beetlejuicy blogging tonight to talk a little bit about Venom. If you didn't know, back when Venom 2 was released, and a little bit before then, I was absolutely obsessed with Venom. More specifically, I was totally obsessed with Symbrock. (Although my love for the character of Venom has been with me since I was around 13 or 14 years old, back in the early 2000s.) So for a while, I think between 2021 and 2022, this blog was almost entirely dedicated to Symbrock (and Destiel, that one is always here). That's the reason why my blog title was originally "My Fandom and Random Blog": I hyper-fixate on whatever piece of media blows my mind. And for a good chunk of time, that was Symbrock, so I'm writing this little intro to this post because my blog is currently, predominantly, a Beetlejuice (Beetlebabes) blog. And it will continue to be for the foreseeable future.

But tonight, we go back to my previous hyper-fixation.

I have a lot of feelings about Venom 3. This post will focus on the Eddie x Venom relationship, as that's what I am most invested in. Warning: There are spoilers here.

My fresh-out-of-the-movie feeling is that I loved it, but a few things made me go "hmm..." Starting with the marketing for this movie.

I would not have expected much in the Veddie shipping department if it wasn't for the marketing. It's a superhero action movie and I know what kind of world we currently live in (plus this world isn't reading for a monsterfucker leading character like our beloved monsterfucker king Eddie Brock lol). But I noticed that a good effort was put into highlighting their relationship, not just as a friendship, but as a romance, in the marketing for this movie. There were TikTok edits and Instagram posts showing them as a romance, and the phrase "We ship Eddie and Venom" was also used (here's the Instagram post, if you don't believe me lol). What I'm getting at is that the ship was used to hype the movie. So, what was I supposed to expect? Look, there was a lot of lovely subtext between Eddie and Venom, which I loved, but it wasn't any more obvious than what we got in LTBC (in fact, maybe it was even less evident? I'll get to that in a second). So it doesn't really justify all this effort to hype up their relationship.

So, when they amped up the shipping as they marketed a movie with the slogan "'Til death do they part" (which I should mention had scenes in Vegas, notorious place for odd weddings, hello), a lot of fans (myself included) thought that something was going to happen in Vegas, if you know what I mean. Or that at least the subtext would be even more obvious. Some fans even expected another Veddie kiss scene (my expectations were more reserved, but after all that marketing I would not have been surprised to see a kiss, tbh).

I never expected to get anything overt in Venom with Symbrock, but this being the final film in the trilogy, the previous movie ending with the two of them on the run, the release of that deleted scene in which Venom is teasing Eddie about Eddie being in love with him, plus all this gay marketing? I started to expect we'd get something a little more evident, and only that is what made me feel disappointed we didn't get more. I'm sure I'd be more excited and happy with all the subtext we got in this one if it wasn't for the expectations created by the marketing, ngl.

I did cry in the scene where they were with the hippie family and Venom was talking to Eddie at night about how they'd been happier with a different kind of life. But I think I only cried because I had been spoiled about the ending. Knowing they would be separated in the end, that Venom would die, made that scene a lot more emotional and tragic, because Eddie and Venom will not have a chance at that happy and peaceful life.

And now that I brought up Venom's death, I have to say this: I really wish we could have had a couple more minutes with Eddie on that bed reflecting about his loss at the end. In the comics, whenever they are separated, usually Eddie is losing his mind, either desperate to reconnect with the symbiote, almost like an addict who's been cut off cold from his addiction (like in my favorite "The Hunger", 1996), or out of his mind in grief, feeling the symbiote still there like a phantom limb (...pretty sure this was in Donny Cates' 2018 run, but correct me if I'm wrong). What I'm getting at is that separating from the symbiote has never been easy on Eddie Brock. But, due to the constraints of movie play time I guess, he got over it seemingly very easily. Also, just an observation, the trailer featured a different take for that scene, in which Eddie says "but I need him", instead of "but I need him back". Both takes were very emotional and Tom's acting was superb, but the scene is too short. I feel like we needed a couple more minutes of mourning. Or if not minutes, then a couple of seconds of Eddie sobbing on that bed, or, I don't know, trying to get up and finding his way back to where he last saw Venom... Something more dramatic like that, is what I mean.

Eddie appeared to be more fond of Venom by the end of LTBC. Especially with comments he made earlier in this film about Venom stealing his life and being (understandably) cranky, I would have expected more grief and even regret from Eddie after losing Venom presumably forever.

About the after credit scene... I'm not sure what I'm supposed to make of it. I mean the cockroach one. One could think one of the symbiotes survived and took over the roach (hopefully Venom), but there was no indication of it; one could only assume the cockroach has a symbiote because, why even show it? Right? Now, about the Knull ending scene, was he breaking the 4th wall and telling us, the audience, that he would make us watch? Or did he say that to someone else? If there was another Venom movie or appearance after this, then I could come to the conclusion that Venom was successfully captured and taken to Klyntar, but being separated from Eddie he cannot operate as the codex anymore. <- That last bit is my own interpretation, though, and should be taken with a grain of salt.

I'm going to leave this post here. I'll write more if I feel like I have more to say (which, maybe I do, because I always do lol), but this is it for now. It was a good movie and I did like it. I do have my criticisms, but overall, they did a pretty good job and I will miss this Eddie and Venom symbiote very much. I hope we can see them again.

One note I want to leave this post with is that I'm pretty sure both Eddie Brock and the symbiote have died more than once in the comics (the most recent Eddie death was this year, btw. I'm not buying that it's permanent because in the comicverse characters die and come back all the time), but one thing will always be consistent with these two, and that is, they will always find a way back to each other. Always 🖤. So don't be sad; Venom is only gone for now.

[thefirstradiant]

Suptober Day 1: Autumn

To Camp, Or Not To Camp

🍂 Destiel 🍂 Rating Explicit. Written for #suptober24 prompt: autumn and kinktober kinks: exhibitionism (slight), smell, dirty talk, and come-sharing.

Words: ~2k. This was supposed to be a 500 word drabble, alas.

Dean finds a way to make camping much more pleasurable. Enjoy. It’s mostly smut but fluffy.

A/N: I neverrr write old domestic destiel so this was fun. I also tried some new things with the voicing and character pov. (It’s because I got too into Dean’s head whoops.)

So many leaves. All sorts of colors, Dean notices. Red, green, orange, yellow, even some tinged purple. He never used to notice the leaves. Or care what color they were. He scoffs at himself. What an idiot. The leaves meant seasons, and seasons meant time. He had always been vaguely aware of the seasons changing, but they were never marked, as they are now, by birthdays and parties, holiday meals and school festivals, and, regretfully, camping trips.

Ugh. He crunches through some more leaves. Cas’s attempt to turn camping from a distaste to an “enjoyable family adventure” has had mixed success. This forest is really nice, however. That’s definitely a win. He has a better idea of how to spend their time in it though.

Dean looks up and meets Cas’s eyes. So warm and blue. The crinkles in the corners come out to play as he smiles at Dean. Ah, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to always see that. Cas looks so fucking perfect in his soft green sweater and khaki pants. I bought him that sweater on a whim, didn’t I?

“Dean?” Cas’s voice is deep, buttery smooth, and curious.

Dean blinks. Oh yeah, I had a plan. It’s so easy to get lost in Cas, even now. His fist starts to clench and he keeps raking his eyes across his partner. I want to see those eyes shot black, that mouth hanging open, breathing heavily, that sweet and dangerous little face coated in- Woah. Start at the beginning.

Dean smirks. “You know, Cas… we’ve been The Great Outdoorsing this shit for a week now.” A pause. “It’s our last night kicking around in this locally-sourced lumber yard���”

There’s a beat of amusement flicking around in Cas’s eyes, even as he ducks his head and comes a few steps closer to Dean.

“Really, Dean? Your best line? I married you, don’t you think I’ve heard it enough?” But he’s smiling with his eyes too, and Dean knows he’s got him. Hook, line, and sinker. Every damn time.

“Not if it still works.” They’re close now and Dean’s hand reaches out to trail along Cas’s soft, sleeved arm. He’s knows he’s grinning too wide for it to resemble anything close to a sultry line, but he doesn’t care.

“We’re here with our son.” Cas breathes onto Dean’s cheek. He’s pressing against Dean all the same.

“Who’s back at camp! Why do you think I told Jack we were getting in one last nice long hike?”

If Cas really wanted to make him like camping for the sake of camping, it was a lost cause. But this? He could see himself making arrangements to camp again. Though maybe we leave the exhibitionist kink at home in the drawer next time. Ironic.

Their boots have stopped crackling the leaves now, and Dean’s hands wander to the small of Cas’s back and his hip joint, just to squeeze and pull him even closer.

Cas had been mostly just smiling softly as Dean caressed him, but as Dean pulls their hips together, he lets out a delightful groan. That’s the crack Dean knows he’s addicted to, right there.

Cas brings his hand up to stroke the side of Dean’s neck. “Mmm. You will always work on me, Dean. It’s not the line.”

Even though he can feel his heart doing little somersaults, he whispers into Cas’s ear as a reply.

“I know.”

They’re fully wrapped up in each other’s bodies when Cas finally tilts and captures Dean’s lips. Ah. His arms slung around my neck, his chest so full of warmth against mine. That searing kiss that makes everything feel right in the world. Flawless.

“Are we far enough away? You are.. not quiet.” Cas mumbles into Dean’s mouth.

Now that’s not exactly fair, is it? Cas is quite loud too. Dean scoffs.

“I can be quiet when I need to be!”

I know I’m loud, so what? When you have this angel giving you wicked pleasure, you better be damn loud too. He kisses Cas again, melding their lips together in drool and tongue.

Trying some more of that great great honesty he’s been working on, he whines “Cmon Cas, you know I hate camping.”

Please Cas help me block out all the bad stuff.

Cas looks tousled and like a 3 course dessert as he breaks apart from Dean and chuckles, low and throaty.

“That’s an even worse line.”

Cas is already dropping to his knees in the dirt however, and dragging a hand down Dean’s chest and stomach. He leans in and presses a kiss to Dean’s straining cock inside his pants.

Dean feels that in his toes. He moans.

“Baby, you’re an angel, you’re supposed to find my pickup lines endearing or some crap.”

He doesn’t know if that’s at all true, but it sounds like something angels should think.

Cas doesn’t reply but smiles again and pinches Dean’s side just above his hip. Cas is usually more quiet when they’re together, he seems to prefer to let his body and expressions do the talking for him. Of course, that means whenever he does say something, it’s too hot for Dean to handle.

He’s working at Dean’s belt now and gliding his boxers down his hips. They drag ever so slowly along his cock and are replaced by the chill in the air.

Dean sucks in a breath. His pulse is pounding in his ears and the heat and cold are settling down into overall good sensations. Mmmm. Cas’s hands found my ass, that was quick.

Dean watches as Cas presses his whole face, mouth open, into the tangled curls he just exposed, and breathes in deeply. His pink tongue is out like he’s tasting the air too. Cas moans and it shoots straight to Dean’s cock.

Cas allows himself a word. “Sweaty.” he grunts out while trying to bury his face even farther into Dean.

The kinky son of a bitch is into it, I knew he would be. I mean, I have washed in the creek by camp a few times since we’ve been out here, but it has been a week. He probably smells extra Dean.

“Dean, you smell so good.” Cas looks up at him with those sparkling eyes and lips hanging open. “Delicious.” He licks the tip of Dean’s cock where a small bead of pre come was forming.

Dean can’t help it, he lets out a loud moan. He can hear his voice much deeper than before. “Goddamnit Cas, that’s hot as hell.”

Smirking, because of course he is, Cas is a huge tease, he licks his own lips and swallows Dean’s cock down most of the way.

Oh god. It’s burning hot and so so smooth. Dean feels his shoulders tense and toes clutch. He’s gasping suddenly.

“Wait-“ Need something to- Ah yes. Dean steps backward a bit to lean on a sap-coated tree trunk. Oh well. Who cares about that when Cas is shuffling forward on his knees to sink his mouth right back on Dean’s cock. He hums contentedly around him and Dean’s definitely grateful for the tree.

His hands are holding me really still. Hot. And that mouth- well, that’s an insane amount of drool. He can feel the zigzags Cas is making on the bottom of his cock as he sucks him down. He knows he’s getting louder, can hear the air fill with grunts, gasps, and moans at every new movement Cas makes. He also knows Cas loves his noises.

“Dean. Yes.” Cas says to the head of his cock.

Dean sinks himself back against the tree again and makes eye contact with his Cas. His lips pink and wet, dripping drool and pre come everywhere. His eyes already a little teary from blowing Dean.

He groans. “Fuck, Cas. Your lips are so fucking hot like that. Drooling and stretched on my cock..” Cas loves the dirty talk, he knows. Mm. I do too, when it gets that look in his eyes in response.

Cas continues his sucking long and deep while his eyes are locked on Dean’s. Hands move from his ass to hips to trailing underneath his grey t-shirt on his stomach. The warmth is so good and Dean just wants Cas everywhere.

Ah- right there. Cas is licking around the head of Dean’s cock and pulling out all his tricks to make him buck his hips out and down his throat. I can feel it right in the small of my back.. Ugh. The pressure is getting stronger. He gives one particularly solid suck and my hips jolt.

“Yes! Cas! Ah-“ He’s shouting now and his hands fly to Cas’s soft hair and tangle in it while he holds his mouth in place. Cas’s eyes water as his other hand, the one not caressing Dean’s stomach, makes it’s way down to Dean’s balls. Slowly, Cas rolls them in his wet fingers and he hums again where he can’t move on Dean’s cock.

Dean is definitely not quiet as he blurts out his next thought. “Angel, I’m gonna come all over that pretty fucking face of yours.”

Using Dean’s hand on the back of his head, Cas angles himself slightly and glides all the way down until his nose is again pressed into those messy curls. He’s smelling again, I can tell. My god. My cock is all the way fucking down his tight throat and he’s smelling me again.

Cas is looking up at Dean expectantly and he feels his balls tighten between Cas’s nimble fingers and that ball of pressure in his back melt down. He shouts wordlessly and he’s coming down Cas’s throat. Quickly he pulls off so he can shoot most of the load right onto Cas. That’s definitely one of my favorite sights. Cas answers my next groan with a soft breath and puff of air.

There’s come in his mouth, on his upper lip, in his eyebrow, the slope of his cheekbone, even a little on his ear. Beautiful. Cas smiles and it crinkles his eyes and he licks out to get a drop on his lips.

“Mmm. Delicious, Dean.” He says again. His voice is so deep and scratchy it thumps in my brain.

Dean chuckles breathlessly and sags against where he’s still trying to stay standing. Need him closer.

“C’mere” he says as he tries to pull Cas up, not sure if the crunching he hears is the leaves or his knees.

Hard to think- Hard to move- But as his angel’s face comes within reach he puts his mouth to the come-splattered cheek and starts licking it all up. His tongue flicks in his eyebrow and eyelashes and Cas is staring at him with adoration shining from every part of him. Of course, Cas has a thing for my come too.

It’s tangy, a bit more salty than usual today, but not bad, and Dean holds it under his tongue while he licks the last drop off Cas’s ear. He feels him shiver, then he kisses Cas fiercely. Gotta show him how good he was. How he made me come all of this.

Dean’s hands are grabbing Cas’s face now and he passes him the thick come. Cas moans obscenely, louder than Dean, and swallows as much as he can get. They keep kissing for at least a few minutes while they try to figure out where one of them begins and the other starts.

He’s so perfect. And he’s mine. Dean smiles into the kiss.

The wind is whistling in his ears again and drags to them a very faint shout from the direction of camp. “Dad?”

They break off the kiss slowly, with a trail of drool connecting them. Dean stands loose, panting in Cas’s mouth.

“Damn kids.”

Cas licks his lips and chuckles. “It’s okay, Dean.” He pats Dean’s chest with those strong hands of his.

“Compose yourself and let’s go back.” What a tease.

Mmm. One last moment. They’re still alone for now. Dean pulls Cas’s face to his and whispers into his ear.

“When we get home, I’m gonna fuck you through the mattress so hard you won’t remember which way is up. Then I’ll drag you up and do the same against the wall instead…”

The open mouth and black shot through Cas’s eyes is so worth it. Dean grins and pulls up his pants. Perfect.

FIN