#dean is whipped

[sirlancenotalot]

[destielgaysex]

"dean. 🙄🤭🫣😒😳😵‍💫😑🤤"

[drulalovescas]

WHERES THE ANGEL? YOU'RE HIM is such an insane exchange. Because It means that all the Purgatory monsters were gossiping about 1) Dean Winchester being locked in Purgatory and 2) frantically running around the monster land looking for his angel.

How embarrassing for him😭

[shadystranger]

Castiel, visibly emotional, on verge of tears: you and sam have each other *voice cracks*

Dean, cunty, pussy facing the world: dam right we do

[yousavorthis]

Pretty boy, Natural blood-stained blonde

With the holes in his sneakers

And his eyes all over me

Drive-in, slasher flick again

Feeling me up as a porn star dies

He's watching me instead

⤷ dust bowl // ethel cain

[castieldelamancha]

Dean hits the side of the vending machine getting more and more frustrated with each passing second. He pointedly ignores the pain he can feel in his hand now.

Inside the machine the chocolate bar he has been trying to get for the last ten minutes stares back smugly at him. It doesn't even have eyes to stare back, or a face to look smug, but Dean can feel its condescending judgment anyway, same as those stale chips watching from the second row that probably expired back in 1986.

"All these stupid motels with their stupid, ancient, vending machines." He mutters.

He is well aware in some corner of his tired brain he isn't this mad about something as insignificant as a damn chocolate bar, he is frustrated because he hasn't slept more than two hours in a row, he is angry because neither him nor Sam seem to know what they are after, the trip here was long and the case seems overly complicated.

Right when he is about to give up with an exhausted sigh and go back to their room to stare at their files again, he hears that telltale flutter of wings he is so familiar with at his back.

He turns around, his exhaustion and frustration all but forgotten at the sight of Cas.

He looks tired too, but he is smiling at Dean, that small, private thing he has only for Dean and that makes his eyes shine bright. His trench coat is a bit wrinkled, as is the white shirt he is wearing underneath, he is not wearing a tie today, and Dean hopes Cas isn't annoyed at him for taking the blue one he prefers to use with him the last time they saw each other to wear it with his fed suit.

Cas doesn't say anything, he does stares past Dean at the offending vending machine, squinting his eyes at it, Dean turns around once more to look at it too when he hears the sound of something falling on the tray at the bottom.

"My hero," he exclaims, a little out of breath, he had wanted it to come out as amused but he sounds too in love for the joke to land, "thanks babe." He throws a glance and a cheeky wink at Cas over his shoulder before bending down to retrieve his loot. "Awesome." He had been sure he had lost his money and the chance to get any food but Cas has miracled him a bunch of bars and some water.

They could debate if his grace was intended to be used this way and then Cas would get that intense look on his face and say some shit like "it was created to help humans, to care for them, and I love doing those things for you, no better use for my grace, Dean." and Dean would get all teary-eyed and he is too tired for all of that.

He simply stands straight again and looks at Cas.

"Of course, Dean, always." He always, always, replies that to Dean whenever he shows he is thankful.

Dean transfers all the drinks and food he is carrying to the crook of his elbow, freeing one hand that he closes around Cas' own hand, allowing the angel to tangle their fingers together and slowly rock their hands back and forth as they walk back to Dean and Sam's room.

"You gonna stay for a while or is this just a quick visit? Because, huh, we need some new ideas and perspective for this case and all," he wants to smack himself, this is Cas, for goodness' sake, no need to act like a nervous teenager with a crush, he can just tell him 'it would be nice to have you around.' and Cas would be delighted.

Luckily for him Castiel's inability to read any human interaction or its meaning doesn't apply to Dean's own lacking communication skills, he just smiles again and nods once, "I would love to be of assistance." and what he means is 'it would be nice to be around you too.' Dean's heart can't almost take it.

"Cool, gotta tell Sam to get his own room, though."

[sunforgrace]

dean in season 13: if someone stole my car i would kill them dead.

dean the season prior when cas stole the colt hidden under dean’s pillow in his room and is passenger to kelly peeling tf out of there in the impala because he asked dean for the keys and dean gave them to him: he’s been having a rough time sam.

[according2thelore]

a shapeshifter that turns into dead serial killers just to fuck with people. there’s the attention aspect, sure, where richard ramirez buys $20 worth of energy drinks at the gas station and the clerk does a double take.

but it’s also just…funny. the moment when someone decides that they are going to say something, but are a bit too restrained by social delicacy to accuse them outright.

wow…you look just like…has anyone told you…never mind. no, i'm sorry, do you know who ted bundy is?

and the shapeshifter will demure and scratch at bundy’s thick eyebrows and say wow no i’ve never heard that. who is he?

and watch them sputter through an explanation.

it comes with the unfortunate side effect of unwanted eyes—eyes from the wrong sort—a man in a wrinkled suit and a badge on his hip doing a double take, eyes narrowing in keen suspicion. but nothing ever comes of it. how could it? most of these bodies are ashes, baked into the concrete of a new cell block.

it never causes a problem, really, until a soccer match for the local nine year olds. over-invested parents cheer loudly and hassle referees, and the shapeshifter is just passing through the crowd, honest--it’s a public park after all--and where else are they going to have such a captive audience of unguarded cars?

a clatter, a few parental gasps, and a man has turned around to look at him, a cup of coffee crushed in his fist. it’s clearly scorched him, steam still rising in the cool air and his fist a bright, shiny red.

but the man doesn’t look away, face slack, eyes wide.

today, the shapeshifter has picked the body of dean winchester, a spree killer from a decade ago that died like most spree killers do. violent. bloody. the shifter found his picture a few full-body videos in an archived police report. it was a coin flip between him and brother, but the shifter likes options, pockets sam for later.

and it takes a second, underneath the man’s shirt advertising an elementary’s school family fundraiser from a few years ago and a ball cap, for the shapeshifter to realize they're staring at the not-as-dead-as-previously-reported real, in-the-flesh brother of the dead dean winchester.

sam winchester, serial killer, PTA father, eating up the ground between them.

muscular arms, hollowed eyes, necklace bouncing on his chest, reaching in his jacket pocket for something.

“dean,” sam says, breathless, face slack in horror, tears silently pouring down his face, and the shifter gives a small, hesitant grin, hand reaching in their pocket for their switch blade.

“heya, sammy.”

[lady-lochness]

hc: dean would give excellent head and then ask sam to 'rate my fellatio' and ruin the moment.

[shallowbelever]

Supernatural | 1.06 Skin

[sirlancenotalot]

[penisbrigade]

i think cas would get super into crafting, especially as something to do when he doesn’t sleep, so he learns to knit or crochet until he has a full closet and then he’s making things for dean and sam so you get dean winchester on a wendigo case stoically wearing a lumpy grandma sweater with a few holes and what are probably bees but cas hasn’t gotten very good at designs yet. once he gets good at tapestry yarn work, maybe he starts working protection sigils and symbols into things he makes as well. i just like to imagine it.

(bonus: cas learning how to make stuffed animals and amigurumi so he very seriously presents people with little strangely shaped creatures that could be bears and cats, but just as likely be monsters or demons of some sort )

[transthatmasc]

The way I never stop thinking about this

[shadystranger]

Everyday I think about how dean was not practically affected by rowena's death but he was affected by how wretched sam was because of it so he lashed out on cass for indirectly leading sam to be in that state

[le-trash-bin]

NO 5x18 WHAT DO YOU MEAN DEAN LOCKED IN THE PANIC ROOM AND SAM JUST LETS HIM GO WHAT DO YOU MEAN SAM HAS FAITH DEAN WILL MAKE THE RIGHT CHOICE AFTER DEAN TELLS HIM HE DOESN’T BELIEVE IN HIM RIGHT TO HIS FACE I HATE THIS SHOW

[hotdogonawheelchair]

I can’t stop quoting “the duali-DEAN of man”

People neither appreciate it nor approve of it 😔