#dont touch castiel's baby

[via-l0ve]

i saw ur spn works n i looooveeee them :3 if u dont mind.. could u write ab dean, sam, n cas with a reader whos touch averse but also touch starved? very very uncomfortable with touch from other people (to the point of feeling sick or a breakdown) but when it comes to them, reader loves their touch (has a hard time initiating it though) reader will only ever tolerate their touch, it makes them feel so comfortable <3

Touchy (SPN Pref!) 🩷

a/n: i’m back babies :3 hope you enjoy :)

warnings: nothing! very slight angst because of crying and struggle to explain feelings.

Dean:

it takes dean a minute to realize how special he is to you

over the years, he had seen you flinch and squirm away from others touches

he’d been there to comfort you after a particularly hard time, consoling you when you break down from the overwhelming touches of other people

so when you guys started dating, naturally he was cautious around you

he loves you more than anything, but his worst fear was upsetting you

at first, he almost never touched you

until one day when you stood next to him, he saw you reaching your hand near his and pulling away, practically shaking

he acts on impulse, taking your hand in his and giving it a gentle squeeze

after that, he was the only one who was allowed to touch you

and if ANYONE ever stepped beyond your boundaries

dean would bury his fist in their face before their fingers could graze you

—

Sam:

Sam always tried to understand why you hated the touch of people but yet yearned for it

He always intimidated people if they touched you, threatening them if they chose to not listen to your social cues

He was always there for you

24/7/365 whenever you felt uncomfortable, he wanted you to tell him

which is why, he suspects, when you started going out, he touched you rarely

he’d graze your hand with his or rub food or makeup off of your face

but when you told him through tears how much you loved his touch, he realized

you needed it. you just didn’t know how to say it.

so since then same always has contact with you when he is near you

whether it be an arm around your shoulders, his hand on your thigh, fingers interlocked, anything

he’d never let go

—

Castiel:

my baby :(

he always was so concerned about your feelings

he never wants anything to upset you

he especially never wanted to upset you

he always asks about your boundaries, why you don’t like people touching you, what he could do to help, etc

the one time that he witnessed you break down, he was the most concerned he had ever been.

heaven couldn’t prepare him for the love he felt for you

When a nasty hunt happened, castiel was scared seeing the blood seep from your clothes

you stumble to the bed, shaking and crying from the pain in your abdomen

cas rests his hands on your stomach, whispering some consoling words and “i’m sorry”’s for touching you

but he was surprised when you didn’t say anything, just grabbing his hand after he had healed you

“are you alright?” he asks, but then realizes

you just want his touch

only his

and Castiel smiles the biggest you’d ever seen and keeps a gentle hand on your stomach.

[castiel--for--king]

like I love Castiel and I love Dean and I love Destiel but fuck dean like i love him but fuck that guy he's such a dick

again. love him, but fuck him, don't touch my murderous baby angel. like hug him and cherish him but dont you dare touch him

hope that clears things up

[angelwolf985]

finished watching supernatural s1-15 in 3 months! here are my opinions on the finale!

(warning: probably unintelligible, and very ranty) (+ obvious spoiler warning)

episode 18 was fuckin emaculate. genuinly. it was amazing. the one thing i didnt like about it was how it jumped about, same with 19.( i dont blame them for it tho, it makes sense with the story, i just didnt really love it.) 19 was good for the most part and served as a decent ending but was missing castiel and eileen (mention + presence) which sucked but what can you expect yk,,

episode 20. i have. so many issues with episode 20. WHY DID THEY EVEN????? LIKE TWO MENTIONS OF CAS, NO MENTION OF EILEEN, DEAN FUCKING DIEING, SAMS WIG, ???HEAVEN BEING LACKLUSTER???? it was so. just disappointing. cuz it could've been great. the end part of 20 was the only good part (jared and jensen signing off of the show). the show should've ended on 19 tbh. thats how im seeing it anyway. in my mind thats where it ended, but like, with cas and eileen back.

what i really disliked:

deans death. im pretty sure everyone hated that. and the whole like thing of him dying was really,, sorta,, weird? like; why did it go on so long?? did it happen bc he doesnt have god given plot armor anymore or was it just cuz?did jack see it? how did he feel about it? did he care or did he be all omniscient because he became god?? how did he survive that long? logistically? there was a fucking rusty rebar thing IN HIS SPINE (or like RIGHT NEXT TO IT??). WOULD THAT NOT?? PARALYZE?? OR WORSE???. and, im sorry, but i hated the forehead touch. it felt weird man. i get that they were close but,, not that close? even when they were more unhealthily codependent they wouldn't have done that. i think so anyway. i dunno. also. DEAN HAS SHOWN MULTIPLE TIMES AND IM SURE THE WRITERS WERE OVERTLY AWARE THAT DEAN DID NOT WANT TO DIE ON THE JOB. HE WANTED TO RETIRE WITH SAM AND CAS. ALWAYS WANTED THAT. he often said shit like "we're gonna die on the job, draw the short stick, thats just how it is, how its gonna end for us." (mixing quotes from the top of my head so, not exact) which he clearly thought would happen because pessimism but he NEVER wanted that. for HIMSELF or SAM. dean dying in this episode IS A CRITICAL DISSERVICE TO HIS CHARACTER.

sams mystery wife and (non mystery) child. BLURRY FACE WIFE. WHY IS SHE. WHY. also- how did he recover (seemingly) so quickly? i mean- if he really believed dean was gone FOREVER. when death hasnt meant forever in forever, how would he be so okay? idk. also, idk why, but sam having a kid seems very bizzare. could just be me. also. where tf is eileen. is she the blurry face wife? why would they do that if yes? (could be a load or reasons, either way they couldve like, said it was eileen, if it was supposed to,, idk,,,)

one or two mentions of castiel. did the writers just forget his CHARACTER IMPORTANCE?!?!? HES SO IMPORTANT TO THE STORY??? HE GRIPPED DEAN TIGHT AND RAISED HIM FROM PERDITION. HE LOVED DEAN. DEAN (INARGUABLY) LOVED HIM BACK. he (castiel) deserved SO. much better. my friend who has watched spn since she was a baby AGREES WITH ME. i GRRR I GRR I GRRR!!!! cas not being in this episode is such an aggravating disservice to his character. he deserved more. the fans deserved more.

alright im done ranting now. may add more on later. im gonna go rewatch the show and read fix it fics.

[driftwooddestiel]

below the cut is my “sonfs i NEED to amv” list, directly copy pasted from my notes app . this is a culmination of all my ideas its my magnum opus

even when the wayers cold (lisa maybe??)

golden skans (sam faith amv maybe???)

saving grace (the cranberriesnatural real)

spsceman (castiel, anna, amara and other characters ‘falling to earth’ growing to love humanity hear me out)

(coffees for closers) [fallout boy] (faith throughout supernatural)

w.a.m.s (destiel & purgatory and stuff arc alsoo apocapy’…

float on (everyone :) ) happy birthday dean ? what if they were happy…

am i ever gonna see your face again (destiel and their many widowed arcs)

when will you die (fbi/police & their run ins with dean and sam) OR (chuck and his constant attempts to change and regulate the charcaters) maybe both…

the girl of my dreams is giving me nightmares (samruby demon blood arc) this one is TOP PRIORITY!!!!!!!! because its so special to me forever (first ever amv idea ever :O)

things go bump in the night from the scooby doo movie! silly

monkey gone to heaven (pixies) with dean or sam and deaths idk what else to say okay

tame (pixies) with kripke era dean

no 13 baby - s4/s5 destiel… handprint……… hear me out…. EDIT: i dont remember writing this??? i dont really know how this even makes sense but i trust u past me kind of

Mr Hyde (bb brunes) - demon dean and/or mark of cain dean … maybe drowley??

turn the lights off (tally hall) - something about monsters demons etc as a queer allegory okay just . hear me out

call me maybe (carly rae jepsen) destiel early seasons please just hear me out on this one

excuses ou mensonges (orelsan) - nick and lucifer idk i just think maybe..

your body my temple sam and lucifer hear me out ACTUALLY JUSTG SMA AND AUTONOMY 

killing time 2.0 (american psycho tha musical) chuck and wnding the world ^_^

needle in the hay (elliot smith) - dean. throws up and dies

mask of my own face (lemon demon) - gabriel :)

what sarah said (death cab for cutie) - destiel and all cas’ deaths. throws up

(ANIAMTION) oatmeal (jack stauber) - the archangels 

i cant be with you (the cranberries) - destiel

private life (oingo boingo) - the bunker (probably dean focused… maybe even destiel you know how it is)

hymn for a scarecrow (tally hall) - the angels

VIDEO GAMES (LANA DEL RAY) DESTIEL IM GOING TO DIEA

ELECTROMAGNETIC SPECTRUM SONG!!!

curious (franz ferdinand) - destiel cas pov EDIT: okay another one i have no memory of writing

ode to my family (the cranberries) - jo harvelle

right action (franz ferdinand) - tfw and their many mistakes etc

johnny delusional (ffs) - chouse…………………………………..

hot to go (chappell roan) - dean being a hot girl summer tm

the bad touch (bloodhound gang) - hannigram… the sillies… do u feel me

judas (lady gaga) - hannigram my goofy guys. hannibal pov

sweet tangerine (the hush sound) - hannigram . more serious. hannibal pov again

nobody likes me everybody hates me guess ill go eat worms (idk artist) - hannibal :3

complicated (avril lavigne) - skyler white, about walter

boom clap (charli xcx) - hilson. no im not insane.

need you tonight (inxs) - hannigram. cmon. you see it

pop culture (youtube, forgot artist) - homestuck ‼️ 

everytime (butterfingers) - dean!!! hear me out okay. it also works so well for adam saw but unfortunately he has so little footage :(

i just had sex (the lonely island feat. akon) - saw characters getting out of traps and stuff this is such a silly idea but i laugh every time i think of it

[spnsmile]

Strike (My Heart)

SPNSTAYATHOME @pray4jensen​ @helianthus21​ @bend-me-shape-me​

Monday: Thunder

When Billie came to the Bunker, she found the couple pressed by the control panel in a messy tangle of heat skin, legs wrapped around naked waist and flushed faces— silence fell upon the earth.

Not a pin drop could be heard from the distracted couple who stares Death in the eyes. Death who didn’t bat an eyelid before pulling her eyes to survey the empty vicinity. When she looked back, Dean was making a face, certain now that Death wasn’t going anywhere. There’s a staring contest until Castiel nudges the hunter’s chin with his cheeks. They whisper at each other. Dean’s face contorting even more, then both stare at her again. When Billie didn’t disappear, a very annoyed hunter glares and says—

"Do you mind? Can't you see we're a little caught up here?"

Billie flickers impassive eyes to Castiel who quietly presses his lips and turns to hide his face on Dean's other shoulder, the tip of his ears red. Dean scowls at her. Next thing, the angel pushes Dean away and ducks to grab his discarded pants on the floor. Dean grumbles after him and follows suit.

Death ignores the sounds of belts and zippers around her until both are decent enough to face her untimely visit.

“I need to speak to Jack.” She says.

“Well, why don’t you pop up where he is and stop getting in other people’s way, how about that?” Dean says, clearly unforgiving. “There’s plenty of room in the house, right?”

“I told you this was not a proper place,” Castiel mutters, trying to pat away the wrinkles on his shirt where Dean’s hands had been. Dean moodily helps him with his tie while Billie’s eyes narrow at the two.

"I need you both to concentrate."

“No shit.” Dean arches an eyebrow. Castiel elbows him but too late. Billie transfixes Dean a cold stare and yes, when you’ve started two Deaths in the eyes it makes things a little cliché, so what makes this any different?

Except Death doesn’t discriminate. Wielding her scythe, she propels it to the floor with a flash and bang— a loud crack of thunder overhead and then she’s gone, leaving Dean taking steps back from Castiel, feeling the air around the angel zinging in a familiar way. He makes a move to approach Cas again but the angel, blue eyes striking and all, glares at him with jaws clenched.

“Don’t.”

Dean stares.

Shit.   What did Billie do?

“What do you mean you can’t touch Cas?” Sam demands later when he and Castiel figure out what happened.

“I mean it in every literal way, Sammy.” Dean smiles despite it all. Sam wasn't amused. The brothers are sitting by the library table while across them, Castiel and Jack are listening quietly. Dean catches Cas’ eyes and they both grimace at the space apart.

“So you mean, if you touch Cas— fuck you , stop grinning!”

“Let me  strike  you an example.” Dean stands up and heads to where Castiel is sitting. The angel sits straight and frowns when he sees the hunter approach him.

“Dean.” He warns in his gravelly voice.

“Don’t worry, Cas, let’s just show em—”

“I don’t think it’s safe—”

“Just hold out your hand, or a finger, okay?”

Castiel is obviously very much against it but he did. Sam and Jack watch as Dean raises one finger to touch the pad of Castiel’s hand. The instant he did, thunder rumbled in the walls of the Bunker and a strike that doesn’t appear to be physical seems to hit the hunter.

Strike 1.

Dean grimaces with all the hair in his body standing on ends. Sam gapes, Jack’s eyes are round while the angel squints at his boyfriend with an I-told-you-so expression.

“She made Cas— untouchable?” Sam guesses but there’s Jack patting Castiel’s shoulder and nothing happens. The Winchesters exchange looks, then there’s Sam stepping close to Castiel.

“Sam.” Is the only thing Castiel said but then Sam is also patting his shoulder and nothing happens.

That’s when all three eyes fall on Dean whose frown deepens, finally understanding Death’s curse. Even Castiel looks lost for a moment.

“What exactly did you do?” Sam asks suspiciously, though there’s an edge in his tone that suggests he knows exactly  what. “Dude, you’re an idiot. Do you really have to go piss off all the gods in this universe to make a point?”

“I didn’t know Billie was gonna make house-calls for her daily job. But more importantly, what are we gonna do now? How do we fix this?” he throws the question straight to Castiel. The two of them stare at each other, mutually trying to communicate how the hell they’re going to go around it.

“I think this is the part where they say,  ‘save yourself’ .” Castiel offers in the silence, a feat which everyone knows Dean sucks at.

***

By supper all the research and summon come fruitless so Cas and Dean are forced to stay away on corners of the kitchen table. It didn’t bother Sam and Jack because they can still approach Dean and Castiel without literally getting hit by lightning. It didn’t seem to bother Castiel too because the angel is immune to any lightning strike, leaving Dean a pile of rejection because Castiel won’t let him any nearer until they find a way to ‘ not get Dean hurt,’ .

“That’s bullshit!”

Castiel lets Dean get struck by lightning three strikes in a row. The fourth strike he tells Dean to fuck off where the man sulks in one corner not talking to anyone.

Dean is left to admire Cas from the side, sulk even as Castiel has fun with Sam and Jack on the table where Dean chose not to sit. Castiel glances his way when he is not preoccupied and stares, he gives Dean is apologetic and sad. There was nothing they could do less Dean embrace all the lightning strikes and claps of thunder— something Castiel would never approve of so they separated. For Dean’s sake.

Dean hates every second of it. There are times he can’t control it. Be it an accident or simply on purpose because Dean likes trying his luck.

Castiel knows what Dean was doing. It didn’t take him long to guess when Dean yet again tried standing behind him from the sink or when Dean extended his hand on the table with Castiel at the other end, indicating that Cas reached out too. The angel ignores him.

“I’m leaving for an indefinite period of time,” Castiel tells Sam one evening when at the last straw he escapes Dean’s arms when Dean tries to tackle him in the kitchen again, leaving the hunter shutting himself off in his room in frustration. “I can’t take this, Sam. Your brother just keeps throwing himself at me, if I stay here, he’ll eventually gets toasted—”

“Is that smarter?” Sam asks with a pointed look at the angel, “Cas, Dean’s been… dying to hold your hand. You think running away will hold him back?”

“I’m not sure anything can hold him back.” Castiel gives a shaky laugh. “I just want to protect him, Sam… even if it means pulling away…”

“So is the same song we sing every time we care too much, Cas. But at the end of it, Dean will be hurt. You’re just choosing another way for him to feel it.”

Castiel stays silent, Sam lets him. After a moment, he turns a somber look over the entrance to the corridors where his ears can pick up Dean’s sharp intake of breath.

“Must be hard to have a pain in the ass lover?” Sam’s smile is teasing. Castiel bows his head with a chuckle, before glancing up to meet Sam’s eyes.

“I’ll take Dean in any way.”

“Thank you, Cas… for always looking after Dean.”

“You know I’d do anything for him…but… why do you think Dean thinks he’s the only one desperate to touch?” the question leaves his mouth before he can stop himself. Sam gives him a small smile and like a real sympathizer, Sam grips his shoulder in a friendly gesture.

“Hang in there, Cas. You and Dean can get through this too.”

Castiel nods, trusting Sam’s words of wisdom.

Three days later and still no solution, Dean has had enough. He is painfully aware of the time that he isn’t holding Castiel or kissing his back, his shoulders, his lips too soft and plush—

Enough.

He chances Castiel along the corridor where the angel’s blue eyes flicker in familiarity, a smile upon his lips that quickly disappears when Dean walks straight to him and embraces him tightly.

A rumble comes—another crack of thunder. Followed by Castiel shouting Dean’s name in both stricken and exasperated tone.

Sam and Jack glance at each other from across the table in the library. Light nights strike again and more shouting. Sam shakes his head, giving up as he looks back at his research, sighing.

“Idiot.”

Inside the Dean Cave is a lightning show. Dean traps Castiel in by standing in front of the doorway with a determined look, his arms wide open like a goal-keeper in some frenzy soccer ball. Castiel stands at the end of the room with the couch and table between them.

“Stop it, Dean!” Castiel grates, blue eyes flashing. “You’re only going to hurt yourself!”

“I don’t care! Three days is long enough! A man’s gotta feed!”

“Feed—?”

“You!” Dean takes a step forward and every time he draws closer, the air around Dean spins.

“You’re being ridiculous! You know we can’t!”

“Oh, yes can ! Give up, Cas! Just come here and gimme a nice little squish!”

“Forget it, Dean! Why don’t you find someone else to scratch your itch!” Color leaves Castiel’s face the moment he says it. Dean grins.

“You want me hitting on some hot girl outside?”  

“If you’re that desperate!” Castiel growls. Dean’s eyes glints playfully.

“Fine.” He lowers his arms and stands straight. “I’m going then.”

Castiel falls silent with a flash of hurt in his eyes. Dean laughs and takes several steps to the distracted angel who finds himself immediately trapped with a wall behind him. Dean’s upon him the second he looks back. Damn hunter agility.

Still, his eyes are on Dean speaking volumes of uncertainties.

“You’re going, Dean?”

“Of course not, dummy. Come on, man! We’re not children to play who’s gonna be more mature, think we’ve done enough!”

Castiel bristles. “Stop it.”

“I want you!”

“You’ll hurt yourself!”

“It’s fine!”

“NO!”

“Cas— dammit, I’m already in pain—if I’m gonna die then at least let me kiss you one last time!”

“You’re not going to die, Dean, but I won’t let you get—"

They’re both being dramatic and silly but the cracking of thunder is unforgiving and lightning over Dean won’t stop striking. Castiel watches in horror as every bolt hits Dean solid—they haven’t figured out why the lightning seems both tolerable and painful for Dean at the same time The only truth Castiel knows is that every time Dean gets a strike, his whole body turns white to the point you don't need to be an angel to see through his body. Something about Dean burns.

It wasn’t a fun sight to see.

“Dean, let go!” Castiel shouts trying to pull away but won’t budge,  “DEAN! LET GO!”

"No!" Dean's arms trembles.

"Why are you doing this!?"  Castiel watches in terror.

"Don't play dumb, Cas! I know you want-- shit!"

"DEAN!"

Lightning dances in Castiel’s eyes and Dean gets toasted.

“NO!”

All the lightning bolts suddenly get siphoned by Jack who acts like a conductor. He draws all the lightning and rolls of thunder his way, consuming all the energy with hands clutching Dean’s shoulder until they go away.

Leaving Castiel with an unconscious Dean wrapped in his arms. He heals Dean at one embrace, keeps healing Dean just to make sure there was no damage on any of his organs or nerves. He kisses Dean too for good measure.

The warning roll of thunder never came. Dean remains safe in his arms so Castiel holds him closer, buries his fingers on Dean’s side. Jack helps him put Dean on the couch with the angel setting Dean’s head on his lap. There he strokes Dean’s soft hair quietly. Jack returns to tell Sam what happened and that everything’s okay.

Finally, Dean stirs. Castiel holds his breath as the familiar green eyes find his.

He strokes Dean’s cheeks and when the man opens his eyes, the angel beams from ear to ear.

“Hello, Dean.”

Dean takes Castiel’s face for a moment then smiles sleepily. He reaches for Castiel’s hand and pulls it to his lips. Castiel smiles warmly, butterflies in his stomach spinning like it’s been hit by a light bolt. That’s just it. They don’t need any thunder or lightning. They are enough.

“Can we kiss now?”

Castiel gives Dean the longest, sweetest kiss he can muster.

Dean Winchester yet again was able to strike home in the angel's little heart.

@verobatto-angelxhunter​ laaaatteeeee ;p

AO3

[lemon-wedges]

Babynatural ep where dean replaces their broken bathroom door with one he found randomly in the bunker, not realizing its enchanted and sealed whatever room its behind. Dean breaks every lock pick he owns, cas gets a warlock to enchant an axe to destroy it and sam finds the key under a table :) 

Inspired by This. because i originally wanted to do some redraws of vintage illustrations with some spn hijinks >:) but ran out of steam before i could start the background ;-;

[lakka-arts]

finale? what finale? all I know is dean winchester and his husband castiel winchester with their 3 y.o. son jack kline-winchester

[chocolatecakecas]

cas is a glow stick

[ceruleantinted]

jesus fUCK

CAS WILL DIE ON A THURSDAY

ON THURSDAY

it just hit suddenly.. fuck me

SO MUCH PAIN AND SUFFERING AND EVEN MORE TO COME I CANNOT-

[kingdino]

not only does Free To Be You And Me (5x3) sound extremely queer, i am highly convinced that this was the episode Dean was like ‘oh shit maybe I do like him’

[jackexmachina]

spn + text posts

image description: clips from “Sin City,” “After School Special,” “The Rapture,” “The Great Escapist,” “About A Boy,” “Our Little World,” “Lost and Found,” “Various & Sundry Villains,” “Unfinished Business,” and “Proverbs 17:3” paired with tumblr text posts

13x01: Jack is across from Sam in the holding cell of a police station, and he moves to sit cross-legged on a bench. His brow is furrowed and he looks concerned, then he looks up at Sam saying, “Will you tell them that I’m sorry?” text post from jame7t reads [sorry for being lovable and cute & sweet. AND adorable.]

15x05: Sam picks up his cell phone from a table in the bunker, it shows several unanswered texts to Cass which read “Hey Cass checking in.” “How are you doing? Everything ok?” “Cass call me we need to talk.” “Didn’t realize you were taking off.” “Service sucks in the bunker, want to make sure you’re getting these?” “Call me when you can.” “Want to make sure you’re ok?” text post from papayajuan2019 reads [people who dont double text are in such mental prisons. i will text seven times if it requires it]

13x12: Dean stands in front of Sam in the bunker, he makes a sweeping motion with his hand saying, “It is gorgeous outside.” Sam puts a hand on his shoulder, telling him to stop as he turns away, but then Dean punches him and knocks him out. Dean winces as he watches Sam fall to the floor. text post from fungalfaggot reads [oh you’re touch starved? here eat up *fucking punches you*]

4x13: young!Sam in a flashback turns in his chair to glare at a school bully, saying, “Yeah, sure.” text post from evilvillain123456789 reads [fifth grader’s report card with straight As and at the bottom the teacher wrote “extremely violent and dangerous young man”]

11x06: Several moving close-up shots of Castiel standing at the door leading outside the bunker, he is suffering from PTSD flashbacks. He looks haggard and disoriented. text post from elytrians reads [“you look tired” well the torment is relentless and the horrors never cease]

4x20: Sam moves away from a demon and the lower half of his face is covered with demon blood, his teeth are bared and his eyes look animalistic. He turns around to stand up and sees Dean and Castiel in Claire’s vessel watching him, disturbed. His face falls, caught. text post from dogmotif reads [haha hey i love the blood dripping from your face and the animal rage in your eyes whats your pronouns]

13x20: Gabriel watches Sam, calculating, but then he turns to look at Dean. Dean rolls his eyes, shrugging in acquiescence. text post from annabelle--cane reads [it’s rotten work. especially to me especially if it’s you. I’ll fucking do it but christ alive.]

8x21: Sam stands in front of Dean in a hallway, slightly delirious and telling Dean about a memory from when he was very young. He says he was thinking, “I could never go on a quest like that.” He is almost smiling as he finishes speaking. text post from soulmvtes reads [trying to outgrow the deep shame and embarrassment woven into my existence wbu]

10x12: age-regressed Dean stands in front of Sam outside a witch’s lair, saying, “First time you ever had to say that, huh?” and grinning. Sam glares at him, bending down a little to respond, “Big talk coming from the dude wearing underoos.” text post from monelyslave-noscopekween600thou reads [I’m at the doctor office and this baby keeps yelling “I want donow” (mcdonalds) and the big brother (I assume) said “all the mcdonalds burnt down, there’s no more mcdonalds”]

3x04: Sam stands at the door to an office he’s just broken into, telling them, “Have a nice day?” He tries to smile but then quickly leaves, cringing painfully as he walks away. text post from kristina100000 reads [we should all be 6′5 with 250lbs of muscle mass with a heart of a darling]

[vminvisiblestring]

"Something ugly happened here, but we're going to build something beautiful in its place."

Cas and Dean settle on that one old house by that one lake.

"The one where your mother died?"

"No, man, that place is ugly. Besides, there's no lake there. I'm talking about that one house by that one lake". And Cas is confused and Dean doesn't want to say the one where I thought I'd lost you, but it looks like-

"Wait... you don't mean the one where... Dean, you want us to build our home in the same place where I died?"

"Where I thought I'd lost you forever," Dean quipped.

"Dean-"

"Cas-"

"Dean, that place is-"

"-beautiful, Cas. It's quiet and peaceful and beautiful. Well it was, before..."

Cas doesn't want to stir up any emotions so he calmly looks on Dean and waits for him to continue-

"...but, hey! You're here. And you're never leaving me again. And that place is beautiful again because you're alive! It's like, uh, symbolic! And upside: it's probably abandoned anyways, what's the harm in taking a little look?"

So Cas indulges Dean and they drive the over 1600 miles to North Cove to see that one old house by that one lake, the one where Dean thought he'd lost him forever...

It's about 9 in the morning when they see the house rearing its head and you know what? Dean was right. Cas never noticed how beautiful the whole place really was (Kelly and and an unborn Jack were all he had a mind for at the time). The long drive through the winding mountains, the natural surroundings, it was peaceful and quiet and beautiful, just like Dean had said.

Dean didn't have the heart to tell Cas that he'd memorized every inch of his love's (at the time) final resting place. He didn't tell Cas that the night he kneeled beside his lifeless body there was nothing but quiet, and that the quiet only served to amplify his grief, even if he wasn't being audible. Or that, in the very back of his mind, in the deepest darkest corner, he was a little relieved Cas was finally at peace (he never stopped thinking about what Cas told him all those years ago: about contemplating what he would do to himself if he saw the mess he'd caused in heaven) and how Cas didn't have to carry that burden anymore. But he also couldn't help but think the obvious: he's not here anymore, he's not with me. I want to be with him and now here comes something else to separate us again. When will it end?

But Dean breathes out all those negative thoughts and emotions and breathes in the future: his future with Cas, his future in their own little corner of the sky, his own little heaven.

They walk around the exterior of the house, Dean trying to get Cas to imagine: extending this back area and turning it into a sun room so we have a nice place to sit and watch the sun on the lake in the afternoons...

and oh! this is a solid foundation right here, this'll be great to make the kitchen larger because who hates big kitchens?...

And Dean wanders into the house mindlessly, Cas behind him, as he describes the process of adding insulation and sheet rock to make thicker walls for when it gets cold...

and he walks up the stairs while making a comment about how those stairs are so squeaky, what the hell! god, wood stairs are the worst! you know what, the whole damn floor is coming up, be tile or be nothing!...

and I know what you're thinking: a two bedroom house? yeah right! six bedroom minimum!...

and oh! speaking of rooms, we'll need one for Claire, of course, and Kaia's gonna sleep with her because duh, and maybe one for Jack even though Mr. God is probably gonna be busy all the time. But if he thinks he's too busy to see his dads during the holidays, he's got another thing coming!...

and he lists off a room for Jody and Donna, Alex and Patience can share and one for our future maybe baby-

-wait, our what?-

- hey Cas, look out this window! See that opening over there? We can make that a four-bedroom for Sam, Eileen and our nieces and nephews when they come visit so they have their own space too!

and speaking of space! He says as he jogs down the stairs, there's too many walls here, I say tear em' down. Boom! Open. Floor. Plan. You know, get some sun in here, because you can never have too much sun!...

Dean and Cas sit on the floor of the empty living room, Cas listening to Dean as he spends the entire day laying out the groundwork for the house: how they'll extend the porch, the sides of the house, the upstairs, get rid of the crawl space because why do we need a crawl space? we aren't Walter White, we don't need to hide any money, installing a big gate at the entrance of the property just to be pretentious and because they look really cool in the movies, reinforce the roof because it's a rainfall away from Niagara. And he rants about his hatred of small kitchens, says they're going to have three islands: one to chop and wash foods, one with another stovetop, and one so Cas can sit and watch Dean cook, no exceptions.

Dean stops intermittently and sees the confused looks he's getting from Cas about the smaller details, so he simplifies his vision, I'm thinking front door into open floor plan: on the right- living room, dining room, and kitchen from the front door to the back end, one big piece, maybe a breakfast nook, the sun room across from the kitchen and taking up the whole back exterior of the house except for a small part. To the immediate left of the door- a coat and bench rack to remove our shoes when the snow gets to be too much, a bathroom next to it and the laundry room next to that. The upstairs, accesible from the stairs directly in front of the door, should be seen from the downstairs. Our room is going to be immediately at the top of the stairs, and it'll take up the whole south side of the house, so our room will be on top of the sunroom and kit...chen... oh... we'll figure it out. Then, clockwise from the top of the stairs: maybe baby room, bathroom, Jack's room, Alex and Patience's room, Jody and Donna's room, Claire and Kaia's room, bathroom, and another living area in front of that...

"A maybe what room?"

"Anywaaays! Gardens! You love 'em, I want one!"

And Dean began speaking at length about cutting the trees in the front yard to make more room for Cas's garden, describing it in detail, much to Cas's further confusion: where they'd plant new trees, the ideal color and formation of the flowers, the grass. Remember The Great Gatsby? DiCaprio, not Redford. Yeah, Nick's house? The gay one... no, Ca- the poor gay one- yeah him! Exactly like that!

The new trees have to be planted away from the house because tree roots are evil. Those little bitches weave their way into your plumbing and next thing you know you've got tree roots tickling your ass on the toilet... anyways...

And when Dean had laid out his whole plan, and the sun had set, he laced his fingers with an exhausted Cas's and calmly led him out the back door-

"One last thing..."

-down the steps, right to where- exactly where- Cas died, what are we-?

"Cas..."

Dean grabbed Cas's other hand and held them in a soft but firm grasp, and even though Cas couldn't see Dean's soul anymore, he could feel the calming aura of him: nothing fearful, nothing anxious, just stillness, and he knew not to panic.

"Thanks for letting me drag you all the way across the country to hear me talk about a house all day, you didn't have to do that."

"Didn't I," Cas said through a smile.

"Shut up." Dean's tone was playful as he continued, "I know you doubted this place because of, you know-"

"-my stabbing..."

Dean gave Cas that look-

"I'm sorry... continue..."

Dean began to kneel and tugged at Cas's hands for him to do the same; and they knelt right where Cas had previously laid. Dean guided Cas's hands and together they dug a small whole in the ground, cas wondering the entire time what the hell is going on.

"Give me your ring."

Now Cas gave Dean that look-

"Trust me."

And Cas did trust Dean, so he took his silver wedding band off and handed it to Dean, who took his ring off too and tied them together with a red string before gently placing them in the hole, then he took Cas's hands in his own again and they covered the hole back up, smoothing it over.

"Cas, I want us to build our home here. I meant what I said earlier, about how I thought this place was ugly when I saw you die here, and how it became beautiful when you came back to me. You don't know this, but I came back here when the Empty took you. And I felt you. You were everywhere: in the trees and the foundations of the house and the wind. But I especially felt you right here, in the place you were taken from me for the hundredth time-"

Dean cut himself off and looked at his feet, clearing his throat. Cas could tell he was trying to find the right words, the way his eyes darted slightly back and forth. Dean sighed and looked up, a warm, quiet, assuring smile on his face...

"Our rings in this dirt is my promise to you: that this place belongs to us, that we belong to each other, and that no matter what, what we have is beautiful and real and unending and death-defying and true. I love you. I want to watch the sun rise on your face and watch your face as you watch the sun set over the mountains from our sun room in the afternoons. I want you to watch me cook for you. I want to hold your hand and walk all the way to our gate and back just because. But most of all..."

Cas looked worried over Dean's face for a hint at what he'd say next...

"... I wanna get the hell up from this ground with you, my knees are killing me!"

And Cas laughed as he helped Dean to his feet, and even though he was remorseful he couldn't heal him with a touch anymore, the two of them found that the simple act of just holding each other and feeling each other's presence, was healing enough (that and the icy-hot Cas kept in the impala despite Dean's protests that it would "smell up the car").

And as they made their long journey back to the bunker, and Cas looked over Dean's hand-drawn blueprint, he began to picture everything Dean talked about: the garden, the sunroom, the family, the life. And he inhaled that minty icy-hot smell and looked over at Dean and in his mind re-affirmed what he'd always thought and what he told Dean: wherever Dean would go...

Hey kids humor me when Dean and Cas finally buy/build a house together what’s it like? Describe it to me, this is an experiment thanks

[lezarus]

*in the tone of a starved Victorian boy begging for morsels on the street* can i hear your defense of twist and shout please madam

rly quick disclaimer that if the reason u dislike t&s is that ur uncomfortable with like not super sensitive depictions of the aids crisis/ptsd/the vietnam war for personal reasons i think thats like completely fair and im not trying to make anyone feel bad for that

THAT BEING SAID twist and shout is like genuinely the best fic ever written.

first off. if u werent there u dont know. im not trying to gatekeep but genuinely if u werent in the fandom in like 2012-14 its impossible to state the impact that twist and shout had on destiel fans in those years. theres a REASON misha used cant help falling in love with you as the song on his cas pride post bc twist and shout changed the GAME.

it has some of the most memorable lines ive ever read in a fic ‘thats my baby you don’t understand thats my baby’ ‘HES SIN CASTIEL’ ‘throw me on the street ill still let him fuck me’ im not even looking these up i literally just remember them off the top of my head.

but thats like kind of surface level stuff the thing that makes me love this fic so much. the thing that makes me go back to it time and time again is that its achingly, painfully sincere. its REAL. blah blah blah twist and shout is cringe twist and shout is a genuinely touching and emotional story abt the transformative, devotional power of love told without a trace of irony. its the kind of story that can ONLY be written by teenagers abt some guys from a cw show bc only teenagers care abt something with the fierceness and sincerity u get when u fall in love for the first time. i love twist and shout bc i rly feel when i read it like im being taken back to how it felt to be 14 and care abt stuff so intensely u couldnt eat or sleep. its a story that has stayed with me a decade after i read it for the first time and itll stay with me for many more years. twist and shout is GOOD die mad abt it

and look if ur out here in 2022 blogging abt supernatural but u think ur too smart and better than twist and shout then like u need to both learn to reconnect with ur teenage self and also grow up. ur embarrassing

also just as a final note twist and shout had the most kudos on ao3 of ANY destiel fic. and t&s has only been on ao3 since 2014 and i KNOW it was uploaded elsewhere before bc i specifically have a video saved to my phone that i sent to my friends in 2012 of me sobbing after finishing reading it on fanfiction.net. the second fic down has 17,000 less kudos. twist and shout girls stay winning

[waywardwriting]

I got wings for Halloween year and theyre really annoying cause they hit into everything and the other day I got them stuck in a doorway 😂😂 This got me thinking, could you write a Castiel x Reader one shot where tfw is having a small costume/Halloween bunker party and reader is a 'sexy angel'. I think itd be funny if she made the comment to Case 'I dont know how you live with wings. Mine are small and they still knock things over and get stuck in doorways.'

Wacky Wings || Castiel x Reader

Hello!!! Happy 🎃 I’m finally back with this piece for Halloween, I hope you all enjoy so so much and have a safe and wonderful Halloween today! Thanks so much for the request and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it ❤️

It was the 31st of October , Halloween! And The Winchesters were having a small Halloween party in the bunker to celebrate , it usually wasn’t their thing because they hunt monsters all year long, but Y/N really wanted to celebrate it this year and Castiel backed her up on it, though he didn’t know why. Cas didn’t really know what him and Y/N were .. he knew he had feelings for her and she felt the same way , he could sense her energy but alas he was still too afraid to tell her, afraid it would ruin what they had together , the day was spent into the evening decorating the bunker with all spooky decorations such as spider webs , carving pumpkins with anti ghost symbols etc , Dean even carved the Chevrolet logo and the word ‘baby’ on a pumpkin in homage to his wonderful impala, his pride and joy. They all had a fight with the pumpkin guts, tossing them around the kitchen at each other and escaping reality for a while, hunting got so tiring after years without a break.

The evening rolled around and the full moon was shining bright in the sky , Y/N had a wonderful idea brewing in her head like a witches broth, she was going to confess her love for Castiel tonight, it was perfect , the day had already been so wonderful , so the stunt she pulled was dressing as a sexy angel, silken white dress, wings the whole lot, oh and of course .. she had found herself a beige cropped denim jacket to match , like Castiel’s trench coat, she finished applying the final touches of her makeup and heard Sams Halloween Playlist blaring on the speakers, she was fashionably late , it was worth every second though.

Y/N walked out her bedroom door and down the hall her wings managing to bump into loads of stuff along the way “for fucks sake..” she grumbled frustratedly and walked into the living room of the bunker which the Winchesters had moved the couches to the corner. So they had a dance floor, people were dancing, laughing, chatting, there was everything you could imagine , a station for bobbing apples, punch, snacks , even a piñata swinging around , the lighting in the room was beautiful thanks to Y/N’s crafty idea of hanging up LED lights which were flashing from red to orange to purple and green in tune with the songs , right now what was playing was Dragula by Rob Zombie .

Sam and Dean nudged Castiel who was patiently waiting for Y/N to arrive , he wasn’t much for parties but supported Y/N’s idea of one , he was so curious as to why she wanted to celebrate this year , and as he looked up his mouth opened wide , his bright blue eyes glistening with awe … she was dressed as …him! But a sexy version which he wasn’t complaining about at all , she even had wings that looked like his !! He hurriedly walked over to her and smiled down at her “Y/N… you look absolutely beautiful … wow..” his voice dripping with astonishment he was just so happy and full of joy and would never forget this moment for as long as he would live. Y/N blushed and giggled wrapping her arms around Cas “why thank you you don’t look too bad yourself … how do you handle having wings 24/7 I swear to god I have these things on ten minutes and have broken 2 vases and a lamp.. and mine are small!” she grinned and he let out a laugh “I’ll have to teach you how to move with them.. you get used to it after a while ..” he explained and tucked a stray strand of her hair behind her ear , she leaned into his touch “can we go outside ..? There’s something I want to tell you…” Y/N asked and Cas nodded simply teleporting them onto the roof of the bunker where they had the most beautiful view of the night sky , they sat down and Y/N scooted close to Castiel , he wrapped an arm around her and leaned his head on hers “is.. is everything okay Y/N?” He whispered nervously , his heart pounding in his chest “Cas… I love you.. I love you so much and not just as a friend .. I have for the longest time and I just can’t keep my feelings inside anymore .. you make my days so much brighter, you light up my life ever since you brought Dean back from hell…” Y/N admitted terrified , was he going to reject her…? Laugh at her..? She was only human after all and … oh? He kissed her, pulling her to sit on his lap and they shared a passionate kiss of love “I love you too Y/N… I’ve been trying to work up the courage to tell you.. but I’ve been afraid .. I just kept thinking the worst about it all…” Castiel rested his forehead on hers and she ran her fingers through his fluffy black locks of hair “be mine … please..?” Cas whispered quiet as a ghost and Y/N kissed him once more “forever and always Cas… I’m yours …” and there they sat under the full moon and the starry night sky, making precious memories that neither of them would ever forget.. Halloween would have to be celebrated every year from now on in the Winchester household .

[spnsmile]

Ever experienced bait and switch?

[lemon-wedges]

🌻 2 FLOWER 2 BOY: PART 3 🌻