#and also because dean would make him the best burgers and pie for their anniversary and castiel deserves to taste those burgers made for him

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i'm pro human cas destiel endgame because i don't want him to live on eternally after dean dies because that makes me cry

#i know he's an angel and could visit dean in heaven #but it's not the same #and also because dean would make him the best burgers and pie for their anniversary and castiel deserves to taste those burgers made for him #WITH LOVE #BY THE MAN HE LOVES #anyway I'm still hungover from destiel day ig #destiel #spn

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Destiel shippers come get ya’ll juice!

SO @deadwright​ and I were inspired by Some Tumblr Posts and the twitter Roadhouse  Wedding stuff and keep writing headcanons about Thee Destiel 2021 Married Ever After S16 SPN Romantic Event Of The Season, so here’s that. 

Arranged in order of marital chronology and cutting out us keysmashing too much:

oh man imagine all the burgers they get catered for the reception dean got it done himself he would’ve been so particular about the catering bridezilla cas would probably be THEE bitchiest bridezilla

it's also definitely that trope where all the other hunters ect KNOW that that many of them and the wedding party are essentially a target for trouble so everyone spends the 24 hours leading up to the vows taking out every beastie who shows up on a revenge kick out of sight because they'll be damned if they let ANYTHING stop this wedding and Dean and cas are both having their marital jitters oh god im not good enough what if something goes wrong about mundane things while monsters are getting their ass kicked outside AWWWWWWWW for sure for sure, they’re hunter royalty this wedding is a big deal like half the attendees are nursing injuries but grinning widely

they don't do the can't see eachother before the wedding thing because you KNOW dean would be fixing cas' tie last minute

dean wears a blue pocket square to match cas' tie cas wears a FLANNEL SQUARE

I’m obsessed w the idea of cas giving dean a little bit of his grace in a small bottle on a chain for him to wear or like a wing feather or some part of him god the grace in a bottle breaks me every time in fic dean probably builds cas something but every time i try to think of something specific i choke up

i was thinking like what if trading grace is as close to a romantic gesture as angels have and he's like..... technically i left some grace behind in your mark when i dragged you from the pit and dean is like ARE YOU SAYING WE'VE BEEN MARRIED THIS WHOLE TIME? 

they are so sweet i’m on the verge of tears the ability to do anything by halves in their relationship was burnt out by like the second return from the dead moment they are too insane to be anything less than All In And Then Some

at one point someone was like hey cas do you want to run your vows by someone as practice? and he started reading what he'd prepared and it devolved into Biblically Grand Statements Of The Power Of Love And The Redemption Of - ect ect ect and it's because unlike the confession scene he's had TOO much preparation and overshot into uncanny angelic vibes he makes some edits because he know the expressions he gets when he reads it aren't what he intended

dean writes page after page after page of unused drafts, none of them are particularly floral

he does the cliche of ripping up his vows and improvising at the altar, something he gets mercilessly teased for because he swore he wouldn't but it classifies as a chick flick moment

THAT’S SO PEAK HIM OH MY GOD and you knoooooow you just KNOW it’s beautiful and emotional and everyone is crying

god the NOVELTY of dean being emotionally honest in front of people......im gonna faint YEA yeah... ONE TIME ONLY DEAL he thinks loudly at Sam's smug expression

anyway, at the wedding dean is the one who spends the whole ceremony with like crying cat meme eyes after the confession scene i’m pretty sure the minute the vows start cas is in the same boat USELESS HUSBANDS dean gets passed a handkerchief for his tears and immediately goes to use it on cas' face and they both laugh sob love the idea that everyone individually thought they were too tough to cry but they all broke at various stages yeah sam definitely starts to choke up just standing up there with his brother sam chokes up before the ceremony even started, like probably when he was pinning on dean’s corsage

anyway, Jack dancing with his two dads at the reception CAS’ BEST MAN / FLOWER BOY FLOWER MAN let him heelie down the aisle with the flowers LITTLE MAN GO NYOOM who makes him a little flower crown he wears with a proud lil smile? claire ofc, with those hair braiding skills? she makes it BEAUTIFUL flower crown: on nails: painted dads: MARRIED!!!!

when they say i do and kiss and everyone is cheering you can't convince me that someone doesn't let off what is either a gun or a dubiously legal firework in celebration jack pops a few lightbulbs in his uncontrollable joy

Dean and Cas can't let go of each other, it's at LEAST one point of physical contact for the rest of the reception PERIODT

CAN YOU IMAGINE THEM DANCING TO AIR SUPPLY

they definitely didn't do the wedding gifts thing but a few mysteriously show up anyway; discuss waffle iron from sam bc he remembers the becky incident meanwhile claire gets them flavoured lube because she’s an insane little mean girl she gets them a sampler package with like novelty flavours, gotta spring extra for a wedding PIE FLAVOURED LUBE

it’s gonna be the party of the century omfg you KNOW it! that dancefloor going OFF the BAR is FLOWING

dean gets dragged up onto the bar to make a speech and there's a moment at the end where he drags cas up there too and they're being playfully yelled at not to scuff it and there's hooting and catcalls as dean and cas kiss and dean gestures rudely before almost falling backwards off the bar before cas grabs him and climbing down is less romantic or dignified but he couldn't care if he wanted to

meanwhile sam and claire are outside defacing the impala with silly string and lewd graffiti and tin cans tied to the bumper for the going-away oh it is one hundo percent a just married atrocity there's enough condoms hidden in the car that they're still finding them months later

anyway wanna hear my disgustingly soppy honeymoon roadtrip concept? YOU KNOW I DO OKAY SO

you know at some point dean must have said some sad thing like for the longest time he never thought he'd live long enough to get married and the only circumstances he could imagine was hooking up drunkenly with a stranger at some vegas wedding scenario like that's the best he would ever get and he thinks it's mostly forgotten but then during their cross country honeymoon roadtrip castiel does in fact navigate them to las vegas and quietly mutters that the legal veracity of the little chapel on the city limits is dubious at best and they're already married so it couldn't do any harm and they get officiated by an elvis impersonator and a woman wearing more sequins than fabric throws cheap confetti over them

and after that they stop into every venue they can find that would be friendly to them to pretend they're eloping and at one point dean even pulls out the fbi id badges and the officiant is under the impression he's facilitating some sort of covert workplace romance 

one place is a kitchy little house that's clearly just the couple who run it opening their strange home to anyone who needs it and have been since the 70s and Castiel thinks for a moment when they're asked to pin something to the collection of stuff on the walls and ceiling before pulling the receipt for the pie they'd shared earlier in a dinner out and scrawling his and dean's name on it to be added to the clutter 

and at one point they stand ankle deep in a pond while some old hippie lady wraps their clasped hands together with soft fabric and chants something that dean knows isn't real magic but hey he's not going to tell her that and after the ceremony they sit on the grass and feed each other sweet bread to complete the binding or whatever and it's nice but it doesn't compare to the ranch where they both tossed their cowboy hats in the air and were given a horse to ride to their camp site

i thought about riverboat gambling for point one seconds and now i know in my bones that one of their many weddings was on a riverboat, they made the captain officiate after cornering him on deck in like five minutes, the crew sent them complimentary champagne and they threw fries at the birds following the boat while sharing it straight out of the bottle

if destiel can go canon multiple times they can get married multiple times CHANGE MY MIND THEY GET MARRIED SO MUCH the MOST married i just want them to get gay cowboy married

eventually i want them to end up at the beach bc dean has canonically never been to the coast their road trip is to get to the other coast

they send just married postcards back to sam from every stop sam stops feeling hurt he was left out of their vegas elopement wedding by the third wedding postcard he recieves sam saves them ofc bc GOD can you imagine them looking at the postcards on their 30th anniversary or s/t 🥺 showing their grandkids and recounting the story of each wedding there's a seashell taped to the last one

cas gets a terrible sunglasses tan and dean gets burnt on the tips of his ears and there's sand on sand on sand in all their clothes and at one point dean is blinking away salt water and cas is gripping his arm and saying something about the coral by them in the water and dean thinks that he likes floating beside cas a lot better than flying

dean has cas pick ice cream for them from a truck and hustles at carnival games enough to win them both big novelty foam hats and they both go back to their room and pass out immediately post shower sprawled across the bed and still smelling like sunscreen and salt water

dean tucks a little cocktail umbrella behind cas’ ear

cas spends most of the next day in dean's zepplin shirt and a pair of shorts they only picked up once they got there because neither of them thought to bring beach clothes, they sit on the balcony and dean sips his beer and idly plays with the ring on cas' finger and they play a game of what fictional monsters could they beat in a fight

cas’ true form is the size of the chrysler building he can fight king kong easy that's what he says and dean's like okay but what about mothra and castiel is like how would YOU defeat mothra and dean just goes "bugspray." GDJSGSHSGSHDSJ DEAN WOULD

in honour of misha putting his whole pussy into the role, cas wears a dress in at least one of their weddings

it's at one of those theme parks that's just historical re-enactments and people get their vows renewed there and there's costumes for the photobooth and the staff are like how long have you been married? castiel says two weeks, three days, eighteen hours, and twenty five minutes................ approximately.  and the photo is cas in a classical wedding gown and dean is wearing the veil with his old timey suit and there's a moose head on the wall behind them wearing the top hat he was given and they send that print with an arrow pointing at the moose with sam written next to it

i keep thinking bitch!!!! you KNOW WHAT!! you KNOW that dean is the type a guy who's heart races every time he feels his wedding ring/is always fiddling with it in the weeks after the wedding, like an anchor to remind him they really got married this is real he would NEED that physical reminder that he can have good things

he’s never ever going to take it off, the tan line will be permanent

how funny it would be if dean gets injured on a hunt and the monster guy is about to kill him and then the lights blow out and the monsters are like what was that and dean is just like "[spits blood] that's my husband." and nek minnit cas has just ripped through them thanks to teleporting in angel style and is just like Cas: [heals dean] "you're late for movie night" Dean: "Well if you'd gotten here earlier i would have been on time." Cas: >:| [kisses him]

cas is like i didn’t burn the popcorn this time you BETTER be alive to see it

#destiel #supernatural #long post #supernatural season 16 #twitter roadhouse wedding about to pop OFF #destiel wedding #deancas

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Proposal Gone... Right? | a destiel fanfic

Dean should’ve known this wouldn’t go right based on how the day started. He’d woken up to a voicemail that his dinner reservation had been canceled. He’d spent an hour and a half on the phone with them explaining the situation and trying to get a reservation but they didn’t budge, leaving his plan ruined. It’s the restaurant he and Cas had their first date at and he was hoping to propose there, but clearly, that’s not going to happen.

Running a hand through his hair, Dean sighs and looks around their apartment. Cas is at work for another few hours and their home is probably the second-best place to propose, right? Castiel likes to come home and relax after work on Fridays, so Dean nods to himself and sets about planning. He’ll make Cas’s favorite dinner—homemade burgers and steak fries with that raspberry lemonade he loves. He’ll set up candles around the living room and drag some extra blankets out to make it nice and cozy. He collects his wallet and keys, tugging on his boots and a heavy winter jacket.

Of course, this is where his second idea goes wrong—Baby won’t start. She does this sometimes when it gets really cold. No matter how much he begs, she won’t budge and start her engine. With a resigned sigh, he climbs out of the car and pulls his hood up, heading down the road into town. He’s determined to make this new idea work and no temperamental car or freezing temperatures will stop him.

The walk to the main part of town isn’t very far, less than five minutes. He slips into the grocery store, quickly collecting everything he needs to make their dinner. He also throws in a few bags of microwave popcorn and a tin of hot chocolate mix. His card gets declined because clearly nothing can go right today, but he’s got enough cash to cover the groceries. He stops at the ATM to get more money out before he heads for the bakery down the street. He picks up a box of Cas’s favorite cookies and a freshly-baked pie for himself.

It’s not until he’s trying to let himself back into their townhouse that Dean realizes his house key isn’t on his key ring. He lent it to Sam a couple of days ago and hadn’t gotten around to putting it back on his key ring. With a heavy sigh, he shuffles all of his grocery bags around so he can unlock the garage. He ducks under the door as it opens, closes it behind himself, and lets himself into the house.

The groceries get laid out on the counter and Dean busies himself with making dinner. By the time Cas walks in an hour later, Dean’s plating the burgers and salting the last of the fries.

“Dean? You made dinner? I thought we had reservations,” Cas says as he hangs up his coat and crosses the kitchen to place a kiss on Dean’s cheek. His lips are cold and bright pink, his cheeks flushed a beautiful crimson from the warmth of their home. Dean smiles, turning to kiss him softly.

“Reservations got canceled. Figured I’d make your favorite instead.”

Cas grins and once again Dean’s hit with the feeling that he’d do anything to see that grin.

“Well, that’s a nice surprise. Need help carrying everything to the living room?”

Dean barely suppresses an excited smile. He’s already set the living room up—the pull-out couch is piled high with almost all of their spare blankets and the pillows from their bed. There are candles on nearly every surface, Cas’s favorite kind that leave a light, floral scent wherever they burn. “Sure, take the plates and I’ll grab us some drinks.”

Castiel hums and disappears with both of their plates, so Dean turns and fills two glasses with Cas’s favorite raspberry lemonade before joining his boyfriend in the living room. Cas is frozen in the doorway, eyes darting from the candles to the pull-out to the plates in his hands before finally landing on Dean. 

“Oh my god, did I forget an anniversary or something?” Castiel looks genuinely aghast, so Dean smiles reassuringly and kisses him.

“No, babe, just wanted to do something nice for you.”

Cas breathes a sigh of relief, smiling as he kisses Dean again. He settles onto the pull-out, holding Dean’s plate out to him. Dean joins him, carefully setting their drinks on the nearby tray. They put on the newest episode of Dr. Sexy and chat softly while they eat. It’s comfortable and peaceful and it only makes Dean more certain that the small silver band in his pocket is the right choice.

After they’re both finished eating, Cas snuggles into Dean’s side and insists on watching a charmingly awful Lifetime movie. Dean’ll never admit it, but he kinda loves watching these with Cas. Their relationship isn’t perfect by any means—they fight, Dean still has trouble expressing himself—but it’s their own love story, warts and all. Their love story that will be continuing tonight, if Dean can get past the lump in his throat. 

He doesn’t actually manage to broach the subject until about halfway through the movie. 

“So, uh, there actually was a reason for all of this.”

Cas raises an eyebrow, a small smile on his lips. “I figured. Care to share?”

Dean clears his throat, shuffling around until he can get his hand in his pocket, grabbing the silver band he’d stored there a few hours before. He keeps it hidden in his palm as he tries to remember the speech he’s been practicing for weeks now. Of course, because nothing can go right for him today, he can’t remember a thing. So, in lieu of the romantic speech he had planned, he opens his palm to reveal the ring and simply says, “Marry me?”

Castiel stares down at the ring for a moment before he breaks into a grin and surges forward to kiss Dean, fingers tangling in the short strands of his hair. Dean gasps in surprise but is quick to return the kiss, pulling Cas as close as he possibly can.

“So is that a yes?” Dean asks softly as they pull away, laughing as Cas rolls his eyes. 

“Of course it’s a yes, Dean. I would marry you with nothing but a judge and a piece of paper.”

“Yeah, but that’s not what you want,” Dean says, smiling softly. “I know you’ve got everything all planned out already, I’m just sorry it took me so long.”

Castiel waves him off with his free hand as Dean slides the ring onto the other. It fits perfectly, nestled between Cas’s fingers like it’s always been there.

“Is that what the reservations were for?”

“Yeah,” Dean shrugs, a shy smile on his lips. “It was the place where we had our first date. I figured it’d be nice.”

Castiel grins, snuggling against Dean’s side and kissing his cheek. “I think this was way better, though.”

Dean smiles and presses a kiss to Cas’s temple. Maybe everything went just how it was supposed to, after all.

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