#sleep deprived cas

[exhabigou]

he was supposed to be a chris redfield sim.

[diwns]

ah the favorite bisexual whiteboy

[cassierobinsons]

[writingoncloudydays]

Simple Life Together

a.n: Hey, so im not dead just had a lot of shit happen in the last months, so enjoy a short movie night With Dean and Cas

warnings: non, just super fluffy

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Dean sat on the worn leather couch in the bunker, feet propped up on the coffee table, eyes glued to the flickering screen as an old Western movie played. The grainy film transported him to dusty saloons, clashing revolvers, and lone sheriffs riding into sunsets. He loved these moments—the simplicity and ruggedness of the characters. A quiet contentment settled over him as he sipped his beer, lost in the film's nostalgia.

Beside him, Castiel sat, not nearly as entranced by the movie as he was by Dean himself. The angel had seen countless worlds and even universes, but nothing captivated him quite like watching Dean. His sharp features softened in the glow of the screen, and his green eyes were wide with boyish enthusiasm that Castiel rarely saw. In moments like these, Dean let his guard down, even just a little, and Castiel found it impossibly endearing.

Dean let out a chuckle at some dry quip from the movie, and Castiel’s gaze flickered from his lips to his eyes, admiring the ease in his expression. He found himself leaning slightly closer, drawn to the warmth that radiated from Dean, the subtle magnetism that always pulled him in.

"You know," Dean said, still not looking away from the screen, "These old Westerns… they don't make 'em like this anymore. Just a man, his horse, and the wild frontier. Simple life, y'know?"

Castiel tilted his head, his voice soft. "You like the idea of simplicity, don't you?"

Dean finally glanced over, catching the intense focus in Castiel's eyes. He chuckled again, though this one was quieter, more self-conscious. "Yeah, well… life's anything but simple, Cas."

For a moment, they just looked at each other, the movie forgotten. Castiel's gaze held something more profound, making Dean's chest tighten just a bit.

"You ever think," Dean asked, his voice lower, more serious now, "About what it'd be like? A life like that?"

Castiel's eyes never left his. "I think," he said slowly, "I'd want to experience it with you."

Dean’s breath hitched. It wasn’t the first time Cas had said something that hit him square in the heart, but the weight of it—the sincerity, the quiet devotion—made Dean’s usual bravado falter.

He swallowed hard, turning back to the TV, but his heart was still racing. The movie played on, but it might have been a distant hum. All Dean could think about now was the presence next to him—the way Castiel watched him like he was the most important thing in the room.

And maybe, just maybe, Dean was starting to feel the same way.

Dean’s mind spun with Castiel’s words, the quiet hum of the movie barely registering. He had always been good at deflecting, brushing things off with a joke or a smirk, but this time, the weight of Castiel’s gaze made it impossible to ignore.

He could feel the warmth radiating off Cas and hear the steady rhythm of his breathing so close. Dean turned his head slowly, eyes locking onto Castiel's once more. There was a vulnerability there that took him by surprise—an openness that Cas reserved only for him. Dean felt something shift inside him at that moment, something he had kept buried for too long.

“Cas…” he began, his voice soft, almost hesitant. He didn’t know how to say what he was feeling, didn’t know how to put into words the rush of emotions that flooded him all at once. But maybe he didn’t need to.

Castiel moved just a fraction closer, always attuned to Dean in ways he couldn’t explain. The space between them felt charged, like the world had narrowed to just the two. Dean’s heart pounded in his chest, and without thinking, he leaned in, closing the gap.

It was a soft kiss, tentative at first as if testing the waters. Dean’s lips brushed against Castiel’s, and for a moment, everything else fell away—the weight of their past, the chaos of their lives, the uncertainty of the future. None of it mattered. All that existed was the warmth of Castiel’s mouth on his, the way his hand came up to gently cup the back of Dean’s neck, pulling him in just a little closer.

Dean sighed into the kiss, his shoulders relaxing as something inside him finally clicked into place. He deepened the kiss, letting himself sink into it fully, savouring how Cas responded, soft and sure. It was sweet, tender, and filled with all the unspoken words they had never quite been able to say.

When they finally pulled apart, their foreheads rested together, the faint glow of the TV casting soft shadows around them. Dean’s eyes fluttered open, and he found Castiel looking at him with a mixture of awe and affection that made his chest tighten again.

“Guess I’ve been a little slow on the uptake,” Dean murmured with a slight, self-deprecating grin.

Castiel’s lips curved into the slightest smile, his thumb brushing gently against Dean’s neck. “I’ve waited for you, Dean. I’ll always wait.”

Dean closed his eyes again, a quiet laugh escaping him, but it was full of warmth, full of something he wasn’t afraid to feel anymore. He leaned in, pressing one last soft kiss to Castiel’s lips before resting his head against the couch, pulling Cas closer to his side.

The movie continued to play in the background, but now, Dean was no longer lost in the film. He was lost in the moment, in the quiet contentment of just being here—with Castiel, finally letting himself feel everything he’d been too scared to admit for so long.

For the first time in a long time, life felt a little simpler, a little more like home.

[caspersickfanfics]

Trigger warnings: extreme angst! discussions of torture, homicidal/suicidal urges, death/murder, extreme violence (all in a fictional context)

I've been having some Thoughts about Tighnari getting kidnapped and tortured but like. It's not your typical torture set-up. He gets drugged with something that makes him want to hurt and kill anyone he comes into contact with, and it escalates with his emotional reaction to the person. So he's more cruel with people he's closer to.

The rest under the cut since this is out of my typical range and I'm sure not everyone will enjoy this kind of thing. If I actually wrote this fic I am sure I would include some emeto because I am me, after all, but it wouldn't be the focus unlike most of my stuff.

Basically: evil Tighnari

And then!! *rubs hands together evilly* Cyno/Kaveh/Alhaitham come to "save" him not knowing what's gone on. Cue them getting caught off guard, seriously wounded and still trying to fight him so that they can help him. But they're at a disadvantage because they're all reluctant to hurt him. Anyway this all culminates in Cyno having to one-on-one Tighnari because the other two are knocked out or getting help. Tighnari snaps out of it briefly and suddenly it's all worse because it's clear he's been fighting against it this whole time, and he's apologizing begging Cyno to kill him because he doesn't want to hurt anyone else. Cyno is exhausted and devastated and ultimately decides to go down with Tighnari, because he doesn't hve the energy for self-preservation when this is what's being asked of him, except something happens - Collei shows up and is in danger, maybe - and Cyno ends up fatally injuring Tighnari, entirely on instinct.

He's a mess for a handful of seconds, but then he realizes he can use his vision to jolt Tighnari back to life. And he does, but he was already severely wounded himself and it takes everything out of him. He pushes himself further anyway, because Tighnari still needs healing. Cyno needs to get him help. So he carries Tighnari to the Bimarstan. On the way, Tighnari wakes up in unimaginable amounts of pain and begs Cyno to take care of Collei. He passes out and Cyno thinks he might be dead but keeps going anyway out of sheer determination. They're both in really awful condition when someone finds them and actually gets them help.

Essentially just me torturing the entirety of the Sumeru gang, and especially CynoNari. They do get a happy ending though!!!

(If folks are interested in this, please let me know. I'm not sure if it will ever be written as a fic, since that would take me a significant amount of time and energy as it is so far out of my comfort zone, but the more I know that people want it, the more I will want to write it!)

[liliakier]

Been getting the itch to replay Pillars and almost every time for the last 6 years I re-draw my watched Rowan’s portrait just to see where I’m at art wise, I also kind of owed him a re-design, and I finally have the skills to do a bit of a visual development

(PoE 1: Act 1 - Act 2 - White March DLCs - Act 3&4 - and PoE: Deadfire in that order)

[hellverse]

feeling very cas coded (haven’t gone to sleep) (feel invincible) (i don’t need sleep)

[blanketforcas]

hey just a psa cause i don't like to ignore people BUT if i don't answer your ask it's either bc 1) i agree but i'm not a discourse blog and i like to keep it that way where possible, 2) i'm just slightly to the left of agreeing with you so answering it would just be a Task but also, see reason #1, 3) you're just being an ass or 4) it's about other fans

[acetheta]

guys i think david tennant is actually bald 🙁

[hexjulia]

sooo cruel they don't let you fix mistakes/typos in poll posts >:(

[pussypopstiel]

Im usually slightly critical of dean transgressions and i still am but ive been more sympathetic lately because im getting really bad sleep consistently for weeks at a time so now sometimes dean transgressions feel like wish fulfillment. i wish i could pull out a gun when someone upsets me.

[hallasimss]

[loserchildhotpants]

just found out i've been abandoned by god which means he's not watching anything i do anymore. you should come over.

[aquarifiend]

Do you ever delete your mods folder to build something cc free and then you spend 20 hours of your life just making some bullshit? No? Me neither.

[pinkandorangesky]

All my hefty spn thoughts are about random ass episodes from the first three seasons no one ever remembers bc cas hadn't appeared yet

[hdmiports]

he is baby girl to me