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piinktearxs · 10 months

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my own team free will caregiver headcannons

okay so its like my first like fanfic ish thing on here, but we need, more agere spn fics cause, lets be honest, big ol comfort show

anywho the little in the dynamic is munchkin (yours truly) she's very fem-oriented, so I'm sorry if it doesn't suit you BUT I could consider becoming like a fanfic blog in the future (like taking requests and all)

quick warnings: the nicknames daddy, dada and dae are used cause Ik some ppl are uncomfy w that, small body image issues mention, small arfid mention

okay so I'm feeling a 'three men and a little lady' vibe here because that is exactly what it is like, you got these three big guns beer and like not soft-looking guys and then you have munchkin, this 5'3, pink dresses wearing little lady and she's just vibing with them

munchkin is not a 24/7 little, like she has her essence which is very child like but her little self just comes in waves, and like she comforts and cares for the boys when they need, they take care and comfort her when her emotions get too big and she goes small

munchkin takes turns to be the "official stuffie" for the boys (or that's what they tell her so she feels wanted and needed with her cuddles, and she is to be honest) one night she sleeps cuddled between dean and cas and the other one with sam

THEY HAVE A NIGHT ROUTINE; So she brushes her teeth and does skincare with Sam, then Dean sings her one of her special songs (Little willow, angeles, city grown willow, calico skies, forever, surfer girl, hey jude, blackbird, stairway to heaven, to be honest hearing her daddies's voices is the most calming thing for her) Cas and Sam take turns to read her a story (literally anything classic fairy tales or pink and ballet vibes, munchkin adores)

THEIR CLOSET DIFFERENCES PLS- like you would have the boys's flannel and jeans and basic t-shirts and right next to those these pink dresses and vintage clothes (also munchkin's big girl clothes but it's the same vibe, vintage girly)

When munchkin is small, she wears the boys's clothes cause they smell like them and they're huge on her so they make her fee small

munckin has a lot of sensory issues with food, especially when she's small, so she and Dean work out creative ways to get her veggies in but that she doesn't hate them

When she's scared she goes to her daddies, like literally with anything, they are her heroes and the people she trusts most

It always helps her to hold one her daddies's hand when she's doing something scary (like eating a new food, or talking about her feelings, or petting a big dog!)

She's their little buddy on everything they do, cause she's just so amazed by her daddies, Dean's fixing baby? Munchkin will be next to him, handing him tools and hanging out with him, Sam's reading? She's plopped next to him reading her own book, Cas is taking a walk through nature? Pink rainboots on and coat on (sammy said so) and she's on her merry way, also, they always stay out for hours just admiring nature

She adores cooking, she's always ready to be their little helper in the kitchen (but never near hot or sharp things!! She’s much too small!! She likes cracking eggs and being the taste tester anyways)

When they're on hunts she always comes with (and ofc helps out unless she is small) and after they all go to a county fair or a petting zoo

On the bunker she has her little trunk, obviously painted white with little pink roses and it contains her little stuff, paci, teether, sippy, some tutus, coloring books, tiaras, her tea set, and a doll that looks like her that she carries around everywhere

on the impala she has a little emergency box, with a lovey, some calico critters and a teether and paci

She always hosts tea parties with the boys (yes, they wear crowns and drink tea with her and her dolls) at first they were a bit weird about the whole tea party thing (Dean said he hated them and now he even does a british accent when they play tea party) but got around in the end

She is a polite little one, always using her manners, because princesses use their manners

Her drawings always go up in the fridge ofc

okay now onto individual headcanons

Dean aka Dada or Bean:

When he first met munchkin he was a little distant but then grew to love her

he gave her the nickname munchkin

their relationship is like uncle jesse and michelle in full house (fight me they’re literally the same person and my comfort characters)

He is always watching old kids shows with her (she loves vintage things and the're nostalgic to him) especially old scooby doo episodes

Pretends he is like in shock when she hugs him but honestly he feels as much comfort in her as she has in him

always gives her eskimo kisses

they once saw the scooby snacks at the store and got them and went nuts over them

she sometimes is too small to watch scooby doo so they put on bluey

dean actually quite enjoys bluey

Teaches her how to do stuff like fix things or play pool and they have a lil bonding moment

She's allowed in the dean-cave and she loves to color while watching cartoons on the big TV!

He gives her ALL the piggy back rides, and throws her in the air to catch her after

If he's drinking beer outside, alone, she always goes up to him and lays her head on his lap, and they just hang together in comfortable silence while he strokes her hair with his beer-free hand

He's super into the fighting scenes in her princess movies

They try a slice of pie of every diner they eat at, and rate it

They love cooking together

He’s honestly the more fun caregiver but also the most protective one

When she’s having a bad day he always takes her out for ice cream, if she really reallyyy wants to, he goes the extra mile to get her gelato

Munchkin sometimes has body image issues, when she does dean just picks her up and kisses her forehead

Dean teaches her all his cool rock songs!!

“You see sweetheart, bon jovi rocks, on occasion, but zeppelin? zeppelin always rocks” “what about taylor swift dada?” “she is the music industry so she always rocks too”

She is allowed to pick the music even when not driving (munchkin is a huge swiftie, and well we all know all too well dean is too)

Sam aka Daddy or Sammy

He is the king of rules and sticker charts, and they help keep munchkin on track a lot!!

After she eats a fear food sammy always has some candy for her in the pantry!!

he makes sure she gets her protein in, she can’t get low blood sugar!!

He gives her big big biiig bear hugs all the time

Given but, munchkin is totally allowed to do sammy’s hair!!! No scissors though!!

He loves having a little hair buddy, so when she’s really small he helps her wash her hair

He brushes her hair for her, it’s a little bonding moment between the two

Can we talk about how bath-time is a whole ritual for these two? They put on her littlespace playlist and dance around while brushing their teeth

If they’re away from home he reads her a bit of the game of thrones kindle he has in his phone until she falls asleep

KING of forehead kisses

Definitely gets into the life lesson aspect of EVERYTHING, she’s watching charlie and lola? lola hates tomatoes? (munchkin does too, they’re her mortal enemy) he pauses the show to tell her the importance of eating new foods. She’s watching moana and moana goes into the deep part of the sea alone? He reminds her that she needs to go with one of her daddies when she’s small

He always helps her with stuff she’s too short for

*munchkin climbing on the counter to reach her gummies* “No pumpkin, you can’t climb on the counter to reach the high cupboard, here, let me help you”

He carries her around A LOT

When she’s really small she likes to sit on his lap and fidget with his hair

If he’s late researching and not in bed for story time she always goes up to him and lays down near until he’s finished

When she’s big they go to the gym and lift weights and running, or go in nature walks, when she’s small they go play catch in the park together or go in the swings, as long as they’re both happy and healthy he’s okay with going out for a bit more

Definitely the type to give her a time out and then talk it out

cas aka dae or casseel

he was definitely very confused when he heard that she was a regressor, but not in a bad way, he’s just confused with most earth things!!

sammy knew about the topic (he researched a bit more because he suspected that munchkin was a regressor) and when he explained it to him, cas got it

he’s the one that’s away the most doing angel business, but he makes sure to check in on her at bedtime

when he is home, he’s her official nap buddy, she finds him so comforting and loves napping with him

they definitely go on tons of walks and, ANNNND they stop to analyze every new flower and mushroom!! (munchkin isn’t allowed to touch them though)

munchkin finds dean and cas’s relationship the most adorable thing ever, she’s a huge romantic because cmon, you are if you watch cinderella every other week, so when they kiss she’s always like “a true love’s kiss!!!”

he heals ALL the ouchies, but she still gets a fun bandaid

she asks cas if he has magic rapunzel hair when he heals her or the boys

she sometimes wears his trench coat and plays pretend in it

or when it’s cold and she wants to sleep in the impala, he lets her use it as a blanket

he’s always down to watch disney movies, since they’re new to him!!

“but little one, why must cinderella go home at 12? why are the mice horses? why a pumpkin and not an apple or a zucchini??” “dunno, magic stuff dae, but ‘ook there!!! her dress pretty!!!!!”

tells her stories from the whole existence of the world

she gives him butterfly kisses on the nose (the ones where you bat your eyelashes on the other person’s skin)

he helps her tie the ribbons on her dresses

so that is it for my personal supernatural headcanons, i quite enjoyed writing these so i’m definitely making this for my mcu au!! i know there’s not much spn agere fics (cmon we ALL go and search spn agere and check for new fics) so if you liked this feel free to send me an ask whether that be from this au or reader insert one shots typa things :D

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suplexjones · 1 year

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rules: tag 9 people you want to get to know better. i was tagged by @drunktuesdays and @anairbri

last song: i haven't been able to listen to any music today on account of my migraine, but the last thing i listened to yesterday was "tokyo summer" by the mounties.

last show: the last show i finished? that would be the sandman. before that was probably season three of spn. i haven't been keeping up on tv shows since last year. and i've always been bad at motivating myself to keep watching them tbh

currently watching: i tried out seven minutes of ouran highschool host club today. if that counts. i'm looking to get back into watching shows soon, if anybody has any recommendations

currently reading: i read half of the young bucks book back in december, but other than that i've been stuck on ao3.

current obsession: i've been infected with wrestling brainworms, unfortunately. so if i'm not watching the new stuff i'm catching up on old matches or writing mediocre fanfic.

i'm tagging: @1980s-jean-ralphio, @lavosse, @golden-lovers, @sarahcakes613, @ashmattpagenick1349, @tahiri-veyla, @mrsmatt, @mistress-omega-majesty, @blacktofade

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mlobsters · 2 months

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supernatural s14e12 prophet and loss (w. brad buckner, eugenie ross-leming)

feel like i'm just grinding through s14 at a decent pace. several times now they've made me had minor (to moderate) breakdowns and i just want to keep plowing through because i don't want the breakdowns to last more than one day 🫠 been a long time since a season made me cry so much. and especially with mid-season episodes? but it feels more.... hm. calculated. like when i bitched about 4 months suddenly equals 40 years in hell etc.

ranted about it in 9x09 because i don't think i was making my feelings known here for every episode back in s4

instead i just sighed because “trust me, kevin” and “i always end up screwed :)” so now dean’s gonna feel guilty. he’s already feeling guilty enough, did we need that too? when they push too hard on the excessive dean whump, i get annoyed. like the whole 4 months=40 years, i enjoyed torturing people, etc. edgelord bullshit :P

except instead of getting mad about it being edgelord bullshit now, i'm just feeling brokenhearted and manipulated. very not fun times. it's too much too close together to the jack thing and too similar to things they've done in the past, i think. is why it's pushing me away so hard.

dean's nightmare in the box / suicidal deathbed-esque convo also with interstellar-ish music / interstellar cornfield chase (c. hans zimmer) played by anna lapwood on the organ

well. dean's nightmare was awful. shades of him in hell calling out for sam. cannot fucking wait until this particular plotline gets snuffed out. and because i can't deal with not comparing this interstellar-ish music (it's in both spn scenes) i tacked it on to the end of this video too.

SAM Oh, hey. Didn’t mean to wake you. Sorry. DEAN No, it’s just a… bad dream. It’s fine. SAM You want to talk about it? DEAN No, I’m – No, I’m okay. DEAN What’re you doing? Why don’t you get some sleep? SAM You know, Dean, you don’t have to act like what you’re planning to do is just business as usual. I-I know you’re scared. DEAN Never said I wasn’t scared. But it doesn’t matter. SAM Doesn’t matter? We know we could die, uh, doing what we do. It’s always a possibility. But what you’re talking about is far worse than death. Michael’s an archangel. He could literally keep you buried in a coffin, alive, forever. DEAN Okay. I get it. But what’s the other option, huh? Michael gets outta my head and ends the world? ‘Cause it’s all right there in Billie’s book. SAM Yeah, but that’s only if we don’t find another way to take Michael off the board, and there has to be another way. DEAN And what is that other way? [SAM says nothing.] DEAN Exactly.

(but at least he wasn't sleeping in his jeans this time. oh and they're in an actual normal mid-price generic hotel room)

this reminds me a lot of the conversations in s5 about sammy going in the cage.

and like when i was watching the old guard, i'm like ah yes, stuck in a coffin in the ocean drowning over and over because you're immortal - i have heard this story before! on the vampire diaries! someone... stefan?? was stuck in a ...... safe? and pushed into a lake to repeatedly die and revive. 500 years and 3 months, respectively.

well this rando dude torturing and drowning a woman scene, also awful. jesus. we're committing to darker-than-usual i guess

CAS Sam. Maybe if I spoke with Dean… SAM It wouldn’t matter. Believe me, I-I I’ve never seen him like this. He won’t listen to me. H-He just – No. If we don’t find some way… Dean’s gone.

that interstellar-ish music again...

DEAN You ever think about when we were kids? SAM Maybe. Yeah, sure. Sometimes. W-Why? DEAN I know I wasn’t always the greatest brother to you. SAM Dean, you were the one who was always there for me. The only one. I mean, you practically raised me. DEAN I know things got dicey… you know, with dad… the way he was. And I just… I didn’t always look out for you the way that I should’ve. I mean, I had my own stuff, you know. In order to keep the peace, it probably looked like I took his side quite a bit. Sometimes when I was… when I was away, you know it wasn’t ‘cause I just ran out, right? Dad would… he would send me away when I really pissed him off. I think you knew that. SAM Man, I left that behind a long time ago. I had to. And if we’re gonna get through this, I-I have to do like you said and… try and keep my mind off of where we’re going. So, if we could not have conversations that sound like… deathbed apologies, I would really appreciate it. DEAN Right. Yeah.

listen i know this gets resolved somehow and i'm not gonna bail on this fucking project with a little more than a season left but i can't express how much i don't want to watch something that's making me cry so hard my head is killing me (more than it was already) on a regular basis. this is too many things that cut too close to home with characters i'm too attached to. sigh.

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 14x12 #brad buckner #eugenie ross-leming #spn clip #spn musical score #spn interstellarish music #christopher lennertz #tim wynn

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dyed-red · 2 years

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get to know the blogger

tagged by the lovely @applecrumbledore to do a 20 questions and 20 tags game. a bit late with this reply but better than never!

About Me

Name: phyn, phynali, redhead

Sign: capricorn and it shows

Height: under 5 feet, yes it is a curse

Birthday: Jan 3

Time: this is getting weirdly specific

Favorite band/artists: i’m literally So Bad at picking favourites i honestly don’t know. uhhh Fleetwood Mac? carseat head rest? idk guys music is good go listen to lots of it

Last movie: The Gray Man

Last show: the Sandman (it was really good!)

When I created this blog: like several several years ago with the username ‘theregoestheneighbourhood’ but eventually changed it to dyed-red to match my ao3 pseud. but i only started using this blog actively in like early 2020 and at the time refused to tag anything or interact with folks haha (sorry i’m a curmudgeon)

What I post: a lot of wincest, weirdcest, and some gencest, but especially content about sam and dean. stuff i think is interesting about characterization especially

Last thing I googled: John Cena’s filmography (i was trying to remember the name of the show Peacemaker)

Other blogs: @/phynali is my main, @/coldtomyflash is the side for my former massive hyperfixation, coldflash

Do I get asks: sometimes? i really love getting asks though so please send them. i do have one unanswered one in my inbox from a million years ago about the episode ‘ask jeeves’ that i haven’t rewatched and can’t reply to properly (yet) but i TRY to answer the ones i get

Following: i’m at 144 which is way too high. for the first 8 years i spent on this site i kept it under 100 except for little blips. since joining the SPN fandom it’s it’s 1.5x what it was before and i keep itching to cull it but also don’t want to

Average hours of sleep: ~7, but i genuinely need like 9 so sometimes i crash for 11-13 hours

Instruments: i’m the least musical person i’ve ever met

What I’m wearing: jeans and a t-shirt

Dream job: my existing one with more job security and autonomy, and fewer demands and expectations. my industry needs an overhaul

Dream trip: through southeast asia

Nationality: canadian but i don’t live in canadia-land any longer

Favorite songs: we’ve been over how bad i am at this favourites thing right? right. okay go listen to Clam Crab Cockle Cowrie by Joanna Newsom

Last book I read: A Deadly Education by Naomi Novik, because i decided i should probably read astolat’s original works and holy hell did i enjoy this book, can’t wait for the third in the series (holding off on reading the second so i can read all 3 when the last one is out)

3 fiction universes I’d live in: steven universe, dctv-verse (the flash, etc), uhhh... star wars?

tagging: okay 20 people is way too many and idk who all has done this and who’s currently active, but let’s see how many i can think of... @fandom-hoarder, @brotherwives, @trials-era-sam, @catboyjohnwinchester, @theangiediary, @redmyeyes, @hi-im-dazey, @peach-coke, @jaytwo, @ruinedsam, @themegalosaurus, @youchoseeachother, @brother-in-a-g-string @prince-of-elsinore

(no pressure if this isn’t your thing, and/or if you’re the type of person who likes being tagged in stuff like this don’t hesitate to drop a note here and i’ll try to remember you for next time)

#housekeeping #about the blogger #non spn

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kuraitsune · 2 years

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CODENAME: KURAiTSUNE

FiLE - ...Kuraitsune, writer [ fluent ENG | learning SPA | very litle JPN ]

DETAiLS - ...undercover writer, female, asian, timid, sensitive, considerate.

APPEARANCE - ...long dark hair w/golden tips & blue white ribbons, wide fennec-fox ears, twin fox tails [ black & gold ] w/blue ribbon bells.

DiSCLAiMER - in no circumstance will i write anything including the following: smut(aka 18+ works), suicidal topics, too gorey stuff(major chara death, cvtting, yandere themes, etc.), and maybe more.

for vtuber fics, please know that these writings are a work of fiction and are the appearance and persona of the character! not the person behind the screen.

WORDS OF NOTE - "rainy days are much to a dismay. although, staying by the comfort of a fire and reading a book of sorts to stave the cold is quite nice."

"i never quite understood how someone could easily use a leaf into an astounding instrument."

ABOUT KURA - ...minor, music binger, writing for Luxiem & Noctyx & ILUNA [ x reader or random scenarios ], writing for several indie vtubers, may write for Genshin Impact in the future.

OSHiS [ in order, NIJISANJI ] - ...Ike Eveland, Shu Yamino, Alban Knox, Enna Alouette.

MAiN TEAM [ genshin ] - ...Ganyu, Kaedehara Kazuha, Hu Tao, Diona

SECONDARY TEAM [ genshin ] - ...Eula, Venti, Fischl/Mona, Jean

MASTERLiST QUICK LINK - ...includes... 3 NIJISANJI EN groups | miscellaneous [ indie vtubers, etc. ]

WORDS OF HER OWN - hello!! thank you for reading up to here~ i'm really excited and nervous to be introducing myself, that's why i'm going in for more of an undercover persona. please call me Kura for simplicity!

i am able to write the following: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort [ with or no comfort ], and much much more!

i will share some more things about myself while i'm here. i am a writer(obviously), an artist(for about 3-4 years), an aspiring vtuber(i hope), and gamer(hehe).

my usual typing(like texting friends, just random posts, or aesthetics) will be in lowercase. and it's about the same irl, speaking in lowercase as my friends say. in actual writing works i'll write with proper grammar and english.

speaking of language, it was mentioned before but i speak english fluently and the only one i can speak fluently. i am currently learning spanish and want to practice, so feel free to send something in spanish and i'll try to answer in both eng and spn! and of course, japanese, i only really know basic phrases and i'm not learning JPN atm, i do know how to write in romaji, though i don't think that's really hard lol.

thank you for reading my introduction~

DO NOT: repost or copy any of @kuraitsune's works! sharing is fine with credits.

#kura: chat with me | ⛩️#fanfic writer #nijien #luxiem #noctyx #iluna

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miriel-elenna · 1 year

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The series so far...

Cas went to the used bookstore in town every time he had the opportunity.

Over the Bookshelf was tucked away in the small Main Street shopping area, sandwiched between a Domino's pizza on one side and a sandwich place on the other. It was, in Dean's words, more hole in the wall than a hole in the wall, but Cas found something delightful whenever he visited.

He was beginning to understand why humans put so much emphasis on olfactory sensations, because that first hit of old books, decaying paper and glue, sent dopamine and oxytocin swirling through his brain; a sensation almost as strong, almost but not quite, as what he felt every time he walked into his and Dean's home.

Their home together.

This visit to the bookstore was no different. He grinned as he meandered through the narrow aisles, books shoved willy-nilly into overstuffed shelves. He hadn't arrived with any particular goal, no preconceived book to purchase or purloin. He would know what he was looking for when he saw it.

Amongst a shelf of dusty paperbacks, a particularly lurid cover caught his eye. When he read the title he couldn't keep himself from flipping to the first page. The temptation was simply too great.

That's where Dean found him, his head thrown back in uproarious laughter. Cas rarely laughed so hard that tears leaked from his eyes, but he couldn't stop. The whole thing was too ridiculous.

"What's got you chuckling, sunshine?" Dean asked, a grin on his face.

Cas wiped his eyes and handed the book over. "This thing is entirely absurd."

Dean's eyes widened, a look of shocked horror on his face. He shuddered and dropped the book on the floor, rubbing his hands on his jeans as if to wipe them clean.

"Were you seriously reading one of the Supernatural books?" Dean grimaced. "What the fuck, Cas. I could practically hear you laughing from the street. Didn't realize my life was that funny to you."

Cas bent down and picked the book up, placing it back on its precarious perch. He took a breath and considered how to best respond. Dean could be very sensitive about some things.

He looked up and caught Dean's eyes with his own. "I didn't read them before, there was no point at first and even less later. Reading it now--" Cas paused and placed his hand on Dean's cheek, guiding his eyes back up to meet his own.

"Dean," Cas continued, voice low. "I don't know who that character in the book is. He shares your name but he isn't you. Chuck could not conceive of you, not the real you. He lacked the imagination to understand all of your best and brightest parts. He could never see you, not truly."

"Sweet talker," Dean muttered, eyes suspiciously bright. "But you can see me, is that it?"

"Of course," Cas replied, steady and certain as a mountain. Knowing Dean, seeing Dean, was like knowing and seeing himself; intrinsic and all-encompassing.

Cas crowded up against Dean, pushing him backwards against another tottering shelf. He felt Dean's breath hitch, his pulse speeding, eyes wide again, but not in horror.

He kissed Dean, the pressure going from light and teasing to dark and promising within the space of a gasped breath. Dean opened to him and in that moment, like so many others, Cas marveled at the enormity of Dean's heart.

"Plus," Cas mumbled deep beside Dean's ear, hand going lower to brush teasingly against where Dean was hot and yearning. "He conspicuously undersells the heft of your 'throbbing member.'"

Dean yelped and pushed Cas away. "What the fuck! That was the one where I was full frontal? Seriously, Cas?"

Cas shrugged, though he would hardly use the term "full-frontal." Chuck was a sub-optimal erotica writer.

Dean pointed at Cas. "You're sleeping on the couch." He turned and stormed away.

Cas rolled his eyes. He caught up to Dean, grabbing onto and holding his hand for full effect. "No, I'm not." Cas declared.

Dean had the temerity to roll his own eyes, but he squeezed Cas' hand "Fine. You're probably not."

Cas grinned, secure in his victory. They held hands as they left the store.

"Was that monster truck actually racist?" Cas asked, unable to stop himself.

Dean glanced over, eyes narrowed. His mouth twitched. And then, there, in the middle of the sidewalk, on a clear autumn day, Dean started to laugh.

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Maze/Maize

Corn stalks rustled in the evening breeze. The stalks' hollow scraping rattled down the long rows, snaking around the hard-beaten path and sending a shiver down Dean's spine that he could almost blame on the night's sudden chill. Almost.

The warm, golden afternoon had dimmed, the wind turning chill as the sun sank. Now, instead of high-pitched children laughing as they through the twists and turns, his only companions were the sound of his own breath, the hollow tramp of his footsteps over hard-beaten ground, and the cold, clear light of the moon.

And the corn. Always the corn.

He plowed onward, around the hard turns and past the blind corridors, shadows flickering in his periphery. He knew the maze, now. And he knew what waited at its heart.

Then, past the last turn, the land widened into a round, barren meadow, the place where all paths met. And there, in the middle, stood Castiel, long coat billowing around his legs, head tipped back and eyes fixed on the sky.

Dean came up from behind Cas to stand at his left side. Their shoulders brushed and Dean reached down to grab Cas' hand, cold fingers finding warmth, the contact always electrifying. He was Cas' and Cas was his.

"Come on, man," Dean said, eyes caught on Cas' profile, the graceful curve of his mouth. "It's time to go. They're closing up shop."

Cas lowered his eyes from the sky. His mouth curved into a smile as he caught Dean's eyes, the smile he saved only for Dean. The smile that broke Dean's heart and mended it again.

He leaned into Dean's shoulder and squeezed his hand.

"Of course, Dean," he replied, eyes glinting warm in reflected moonlight. "Let's go home."

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Hamburgers sizzled on the grill.

They were Dean's special blend, just the right blend of ground beef varieties, with a couple secret herbs and spices massaged into the patties. All topped off with salt and pepper and seared by hot charcoal.

He had a gas grill, a gift from Cas and Sam and Jack back around Father's Day, but for a burger it had to be charcoal.

The sliding door into the house was open, and through it Dean could hear the rapid fire patter of Cas' knife. In his mind, Dean could see the graceful curve of Cas' fingers around the handle, the loose but precise way he held it as he chopped through vegetables like some chef on TV.

Dean would eat those vegetables and he would love them. Because Cas made them for him.

Dean flipped a burger, the scent of charred meat and grease spreading out through the air around him. He glanced at the spatula, the scars on his knuckles and calluses on his fingers. A history of violence, pain, and death memorialized on his skin.

All he had ever wanted was this: a home of his own, a person to love and share it with, a future to create not just to survive.

He flinched a little, the clatter of plates set down on the table behind him snapping him out of his thoughts.

Cas came up behind him, careful to step on the creaky board, to make a noise, to announce his presence, to not startle someone who had spent his life in fight or flight mode. Always so careful with Dean.

Cas hooked his chin over Dean's left shoulder. "Those smell great," he said, voice a warm rumble in Dean's ear, body warm and snug against his own.

"Should be nearly done," Dean replied. "Grab me the plate?"

"Of course," Cas said, and Dean could hear the smile in his tone.

Before Cas could step away, Dean reached over and grabbed his hand. Dean looked at him, their eyes met and held, and he raised Cas' hand to his lips. He kissed Cas' knuckles and squeezed his long, beautiful fingers.

Cas gazed at him, golden in the late afternoon light. Eyes full of fondness and love, eyes that Dean could finally see a future in.

Dean loved Cas, with all that was left of his soul.

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Wicked

The day was not going to plan.

The cold, autumn rain had set in early and hard. October had hardly begun and the leaves had already been stripped off the trees by the never-ceasing rain.

It was gray. It was cold. It was damp. And the weather had lied, promising a warm, sunny day--a break, a chance to put the garden to bed for winter--but instead the rain persisted.

It was wicked, evil, an abomination. Cas wasn't sure why he'd even gotten out of bed.

Dean had left earlier, soon after breakfast, errands to run in town. He'd invited Cas along, but the thought of a day spent driving in and around town, music too loud on the radio, surrounded by crowds and hordes of people, was more than Castiel could bear.

His day was already ruined and a meaningless day of excursion would not improve it.

Dean had smiled at him, too wide and bright for such a grim day, and told him to enjoy being miserable.

Castiel would enjoy being miserable. He would be the most miserable he could possibly be. He refused to go back to bed, instead he did the dishes and started the washing machine.

If he couldn't do what he wanted, he would do what he despised instead.

Now he sat at the table, mug of tea long gone cold, as he struggled to read a book that Sam had recommended to him. The subject was compelling but the text was tedious and overwritten.

Typical.

He was so caught up in staring at the sad, scraggly remains of his vegetable garden--shriveled brown vines, dripping and sad--that he missed the sound of the truck pulling up to the house and the engine shutting off.

Dean had already put the Impala away for the winter, unwilling to risk it to ice and salt and the precariousness of country roads. Not even that one joy remained to them.

Cas absolutely did not startle when Dean draped himself over his back, chin hooking over Castiel's shoulder, nose chill against Cas's cheek.

"Hey, sweetheart. I got you something." Dean's voice a rumble that Cas felt more than heard.

Dean reached over and deposited a small plastic pot beside Cas' abandoned mug. It was an African violet, leaves tinted with yellow and a few petals knocked loose.

Castiel felt a clenching in his chest, a fist squeezing around his heart. It was easy to forget that there were things that made the pinpricks and paper cuts of disappointment and inconvenience worth it. Things like plants that needed care and someone who would bring him flowers to brighten his day.

Cas turned in his chair, angling himself to look back at Dean, to see the softness in Dean's eyes and the affection in the curve of his mouth.

"Thank you, Dean. I love it." Cas placed his hand on Dean's cheek and kissed him, soft and lush and perfect.

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My #1 post of 2022

Pillow Talk

Castiel woke in the dark before dawn.

He came awake slowly, wrapped securely in soft blankets and curled up close behind Dean's sleeping warmth. There was always a weight to Dean's slumber, one that anchored him during the difficult nights and that held him securely now.

Dean's deep, slow breaths meant comfort and safety. All was well and they could rest.

Cas had been dreaming before he woke, a dream vast and empty, lonely but not alone. The images eluded his waking mind, memory sliding away, slipping faster and faster the more he strained to recall.

The anxiety clicked higher in its place. Dreams, memories, the forgetting of what he had been, all reminding him of what he had lost and what he would never be again.

He did not regret his choices, but his grief remained with him.

Dean sighed, a low deep exhalation, and rolled over. His eyes slitted open, barely visible in the slow-gleaming light of the still-gray dawn.

"Go back to sleep, sweetheart," Dean grumbled low, not even half awake. " It's early."

Dean's arm curled over Cas' waist, pulling him closer. He kissed him, warm and slow and a little sour, his eyes already drifting closed.

"All right," Cas mumbled. Love and fondness swelled in his chest, smoothing anxiety's sharp edge. "All right."

Cas closed his eyes and matched his breaths with Dean's. He drifted back to sleep as the birds outside began to sing.

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #love this for me #just started actually posting on thia blog instead of only reblogging #def need to continue that trend maybe supplement fics with some spicy hot takes or something #who knows what the next year will bring #also love that my longest tag was about getting jackles' signature at a con. feels good feels right

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moostiel · 2 years

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Tag game time!

Rules: answer 30 questions and tag 20 blogs you are contractually obligated to get to know better

Thanks for tagging @the-gray-ghosty!

Name: Moose/Shibu

Sign: Scorpio

Height: 5"3

Time: 2:22 am

Birthday: November 20th

Favorite bands/artists: Gorillaz, Tally Hall, Mother Mother,Glass Animals, Tyler the creator, lil nas x (there's more of course but these are my top ones)

Last movie: I've actually seen two movies which where "It" from 1986/90 (still trying to finish this one, it's a pretty long movie) and Lightyear (again). My cousins and I have been on quite the movie binge haha

Last show: The Boys, it's so good. I'm mad the season is over lmao

When I created this blog: this blog in particular was Made on January 10th 2021, it's still kinda a baby spn blog

What I post: Supernatural though mostly one of the main characters: Sam Winchester, I also post art when I have the motivation to draw.

Last thing I googled: digital art hair highlighting. (Gotta double check how to do stuff ya know?)

Other blogs: I have quite a few blogs but the ones I use the most is this one and my main blog @softyshibu I mostly just reblog stuff I like over there

Do I get asks: not too often but I love whenever I do get them. my ask box is always open whether it be for art requests or just a genuine question.

Following: I'm following 1,749 blogs ((I've been on this website for a while. I'm sure most of those blogs I follow aren't even active anymore)) and I have 195 followers on the Moostiel blog

Average hours of sleep: my sleep schedule has not been the best so maybe 4 to 5 hours?

Instruments: currently I have none but I did have a piano when I was a kid. Always wanted to learn how to play fluently.

What I'm wearing: red flannel checkered with black and black jeans

Dream job: not sure really, I thought about being an art teacher or art designer but there's really no telling.

Dream trip: maybe to New England or Italy

Nationality: Americano

Favorite songs: I've got so many of those but it'll have to be sleeping powder by Gorillaz , ruler of everything by tally hall, stalkers tango by Autoheart , enemy by Imagine Dragons, glitter by Tyler the creator,them changes by thundercat ((I could go on and on lmao))

Last book I read: I read "I'm thinking of ending things" a long while back. (good book btw)

3 fiction universes I'd live in: I can't think of three but two universes I'd live in are pokemon because who wouldn't want to go on adventures with pokemon? Animal crossing because it just seems like a chill place to live even if I'll be forever in debt because of Tom nook.

Tagging:

Anyone who sees this. if you wanna crack at this, go for it.

#tag game #Moose things #Been a while since I did one of these #moose speaks #Long post

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wincestershiresauce · 2 months

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s1e9: Home

every time I sit down to watch a couple episodes I realize I've forgotten how scary the cold openings can be.

I mean I am admittedly a horror wuss. but I had to mute this episode during the cold open and the garbage disposal scene

okay the funniest way to date this show is not the shag hair or the baggy jeans or the cellphones - it's the fact that a woman can get a loan for a ~3 bedroom house with 0 income?? she doesn't even have a job lined up!! wtf

all that to say this might be my fave episode so far. glad we're tying things together and not just doing a monster-of-the-week

Missouri is my jam. Real.

holy shit is this show going to fridge a kid onscreen

thank christ

it was MARY

from my osmosis I know SPN dips into a lot of religious stuff so like. the mom being named Mary. she's maternal but she's dead so she's never nagged them, she's never disappointed them, she's never told them off for coming home after curfew... basically her name's a bit on the nose

I'm liking Sam more than Dean and I wonder if that's going to change. maybe when the promised whump happens?

fucking JOHN

he's a shit, I'm calling it now

#s watches spn #supernatural #spn

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ladyknightskye · 10 months

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Ask game ask game ask game!

Do you plan each chapter ahead or write as you go?

What do you do when writing becomes difficult? (maybe a lack of inspiration or writers block)

What do you think makes your writing stand out from other works?

Putting it under a cut because I got really rambly there. >.>

Do you plan each chapter ahead or write as you go?

Little bit of column A, little of column B. In general I have a rough idea of what happens in a chapter, but I don't usually have like, a bullet point list of what all has to happen. Since getting into SPN and doing a lot of fandom Bangs, I have gotten to the point where I will plan more than a chapter ahead, but I don't have to stick to any of those plans.

2. What do you do when writing becomes difficult?

Honestly? I take a step back or work on something else for a little while. Or, if it's just a part of the work that's not vibing with me, I'll go back to either the beginning of the scene or the chapter and simply redo the entire thing. Usually when I do that, the cut goes into my draft file somewhere else so I can keep it just in case. If it's the whole work that's not working? I tend to abandon it. (I am so sorry to everyone who ever follows me and starts reading WIPs. Someday. Or honestly you can ask and I'd at least give you bullet points of what'll happen next)

3. What do you think makes your writing stand out from other works?

Mmm, I think it's my ideas more than anything really. Not necessarily the tropes and stuff, but the combinations of them. I had a fairly atypical upbringing (combination of where I live, who I was raised by, the environment of my home) for a woman of my demographics, and a pretty meandering list of interests. I think that kinda combines into a willingness to play with the source material and tropes in such a way that you end up getting interpretations and combinations that aren't that common in many of the fandom spaces I've been in.

I say that not in, like, an "I'm so special~" way, because I absolutely had all the normal "girl" stuff as a kid. Like, I was a horse girl, had an astrology phase, all of that - but I was raised by an extended family (three to four generations at once on two contiguous acres of land, my mother was a military brat that has actually visited other countries and my father was a hippie that graduated from Notre Dame; my paternal grandmother and grandfather met while working on components of the Manhattan Project and said paternal grandmother was a well known pillar of the community; this entire motley crew all lived on the same land as a camper/trailer park that had some permanent residents but renters who came from all over the state as well as families from all over the east coast since to this day I remember the girls I hung out with from West Virginia; I am a character from a family of them), was introduced to the romance genre by Jean Auel's The Valley of Horses at the precocious age of eleven, and by thirteen had my sister handing me her Bertrice Small books on the regular. I read The Kadin at like, twelve or thirteen, so I was introduced to the idea of a healthy polyamorous relationship (let's be real y'all, our mom and grandmama's harem books were basically poly even if the ladies weren't having sex amongst themselves) at a time when most teens around me were discovering their sexuality for the first time. My special interests run the gamut of angelology/Abrahamic folklore, dinosaurs, cosmology (the science of space), epidemiology (heh heh, I was smacked in the face by that fuckin' red dodgeball of Apollo the first time I heard about a mysterious respiratory illness in China in January of 2020), cryptozoology, and music. Like, you throw all that into a blender, some weird shit is going to come out.

#ladyknightrambles #ask game

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