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I may have missed the tequila prompt window, but if not: rainy summer day Dean and Cas.
(Also, your poems are fantastic and I hope you continue to share. Even if they aren’t SPN-related, I doubt I’m alone in wanting to read more.)
Castiel's wings sparkle in the rain.
Dean stares at them, mouth agape with wonder. For a brief second, he completely forgets that the surprise summer shower has ruined the hours of hard work he spent preparing the picnic that's now a sopping wet mess on the ground.
Dean was going to do it as a celebration of the six month anniversary of Cas' return from the Empty, but the immediate memory of that night changed his mind, quick.
Cas' bedraggled form showing up on the bunker doorstep, Dean greeting him with equally bloodshot eyes, bleary from hours spent emptying bottles of liquor and shooting errant bullets at the walls.
Cas hadn't managed a word, collapsing into his arms like a frail, wet autumn leaf. Dean carried him to his bed unceremoniously, more akin to a bag of sand than a bride over the threshold.
The night itself was spent sleepless. Cas pressed into Dean's neck, his dry sobs echoing in his ears. He'd held back his own waves of grief to comfort him, stroking the angel's hair.
When he grazed a hand over his back, Cas winced, a tremor running through his body.
"I'm okay. They'll grow back," he whispered. The sound of it was so broken it immediately plummeted Dean's heart into the pit of his stomach.
"Sweetheart..." was the only word Dean could manage after Cas, in a series of shuddering breaths, explained the extent of the damage to his celestial wings. A scar left behind by the Shadow as penance for Cas' escape.
Dean's fists twitch menacingly just thinking about it.
So, no. Dean's not really dying to remember that.
And that's why they head to the park on a random Thursday and Dean absolutely forgets to check the fucking weather forecast beforehand.
He spares a moment of mourning for the soggy slices of cherry cheesecake, having foregone his beloved pie for what he knows to be Cas' favorite, despite Cas always letting Dean pick the dessert.
He watches a bird feast on the wet hunks of bread, doused by the streams of rain pouring from the sky, their glittering strands like glowing streamers in the sunlight.
At least someone gets to enjoy it, Dean sighs despondently before turning to Cas.
And seeing them.
They're still not back to full capacity, little tufts of regrowth sprouting along the joints, the lines of the feathers uneven and ragged. But the raindrops dancing across their surface reflect the sun in myriads of dazzling lights, tiny rainbow prisms filling in the gaps the Empty left in its campaign of destruction and ruin.
Cas' face is turned up to the sunlight, eyes closed against the water streaming down his cheeks.
Wetness clings to his lashes when he turns his gaze on Dean.
Cas smiles, tentatively.
It's the first smile Dean's seen in weeks that's not tinged by sadness or fear.
Embarrassingly, this leads to Dean bursting into tears like a damn thirteen year old girl.
Cas is at his side immediately, arms holding him tight. Dean tries to steady the breaths ricocheting through his ribs, his stubble catching on the wet cotton strings of Cas' soaked gray t-shirt.
"Fucking stupid," he mumbles into the indentation of Cas' clavicle, shame flowing out along with the warmth of his breath.
"Nothing about you is stupid," Cas says quietly.
Suddenly, there's something surrounding Dean's body, a small bit of shelter from the rain.
Oh.
Dean strokes a feather gently with a finger, fist of his other hand knuckling at his eyes.
"Why can I see them?" he says, and dammit his voice is hoarse from the crying.
Cas gently tugs them both down to the ground, managing to arrange Dean face to face on his lap easily, like he's some sort of rag doll.
"I don't know," he remarks. "Maybe they want you to. It appears they have a mind of their own."
Dean blinks up at him. "Huh. Castiel, Angel of the Lord and his Wayward Wings." he cracks, the lump in his throat slowly dissolving. "Sounds like a weird graphic novel."
Cas rubs his back a little, like he knows Dean's trying to joke himself past the tears.
'I'm sorry it took so long," he says. Dean jerks his head up quizzically.
"To get home to you," Cas clarifies. His chin dips.
Dean shakes his head tightly. "Should've gotten to you first," he mumbles, the pricks back in his eyes again, sonofabitch.
Cas bumps his forehead to Dean's.
"Shhh," he whispers.
The rain stops, and Dean can see the clear blue of the sky through the spaces in Cas' wings.
Cas follows his gaze. "They'll heal," he murmurs.
Dean thinks the words he wants to say - "So will we."
He pulls Cas close instead, letting his lips do the talking.
The wings glisten around him, bits of light winking across the feathers like they understand.
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deancaskiss · 3 years
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Patron Saint of Gentle Moments.
I thought about just saying softness, but it's about the moments themselves that you capture so well.
Oh. God. This is. This is the cutest thing. I'm gonna sob. Oh my god I'm just so so happy. The Patron Saint of Gentle Moments?? God. I'm literally speechless. To know you think I convey these moments so well that I am worthy of this title? Wow. My heart is gonna explode with happiness! My life is complete!
what am i the patron saint of?
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buckhelped · 3 years
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🌻 CONGRATULATIONS ON THE FOLLOWER MILESTONE!! It is so well deserved.
🍃🌼💚🌸🌱
For the content creators, I'd like to submit @fellshish and @lila-tom.
thank you!!! 💕✨ they've been added 🥰
celebrate with me!
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gaytedlasso · 3 years
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🌷🌼 Send this to ten bloggers you think are wonderful. Keep the game going! (no pressure <3)🌼🌷
BRI MY BELOVED 🌻💖✨
I've had a really weird day and this made it a bit better. Last night I babysat my 18mo. old nephew until midnight so I'm exhausted, had a little irl friend drama, and came out to my cousin - who first family member I've told. Anyways thank you dearie!
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autisticandroids · 3 years
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Happy, happy birthday!! 🍃🌸🌱
🥰🥰🥰
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louisdotmp3 · 3 years
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ANYTHING by Carbon Leaf, but probably The Boxer would be best.
ooooh these are vibes !
stanford era dean playlist suggestions
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casismymrdarcy · 3 years
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🌷🌼 Send this to ten bloggers you think are wonderful. Keep the game going! (no pressure <3)🌼🌷
Thanks Bri!!! You're wonderful too!
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gentlemancowboy · 3 years
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Dean & Cas ⤠ 12x19 | The Future ↳ For @omittedcastiel’s recovery celebration
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hermscat · 3 years
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Apologies for the awful cut, I have never edited a video before but Misha actually gave my full DOB, love him! 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️
Enjoy the full on lip to camera action....🥰🥰🥰🥰
@theyarebothgunshot @omittedcastiel @starrynightdeancas @livebloggingmydescentintomadness @castiel-left-his-mark-on-me @darkshrimpemotions @becauseofthebowties @casenergies @lulu-zodiac @sobsicles @casless-chaps
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aturnoftheearth · 3 years
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hi :) do you know of any good spn blogs to follow? i'm getting back into the fandom and i'm not sure where to begin
ahh yeah of course!! there are a lot on this list but there’s a lot to the fandom (like if you have a favorite member of tfw or like a specific headcanon or prefer a specific type of content like poetry or fics or amvs):
@plantdadcas @4x01 @wormstacheangel @jewishcharliebradbury @gunshotsdean @lesbianboboberens @ledzeppelinmixtape @heller-jensen @sunforgrace @chocolatecakecas @donestiel @prismacas @pridedean @starrynightdeancas @one-more-offbeat-anthem @5284 @1989dean @you-cant-spell-subtext-without @grocerystoredean @09x06 @castiellesbian @smokerdean @icefire149 @butchsubaru @omittedcastiel @hotgirlcastiel @autisticandroids @folklorecas
 @stanforderadean @mercurydean @holyroad @destielsevermore @acklesy @shortkingkaz @acklesology @jellydeans @jennyjackles @rainbowscas @https-castiel @deanspurpleflannel  @castielsbeeslippers @lampgate @thecwsniper @dualityofcastiel @floral-cas @davyperez @iwritesins15 @sunbeamcastiel
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I’m pretty sure I’m on a list somewhere.
the list has this emoji: 🤩 epic texting content. the good place! cactus! $64k for the Trevor project. omg INCREDIBLE NEWS!!!!! you're doing great, I personally just sent him this so like, as always. things could be much worse -
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also, destie your Dad (70 straight man) is my new heller king. GOOD. FOR. HIM. same hat.
bumps dont stop us, send me an ask
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deancaskiss · 3 years
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moonlightdeancas 🌙  >>>> 🌠 starrynightdeancas 🌠
i missed my starry night aesthetic so it’s time to switch back to my favorite url!
still tracking #userstarry!
tagging some mutuals to spread the word:
@starlightcastiel @becauseofthebowties @lengthofropes @lgbtjack @chocolatecakecas @bichaoticdean @alivedean @wormstacheangel @screamatthescreen @you-cant-spell-subtext-without
@theedorksinlove @archervale @rainbowscas @floral-cas @anderperrian @omittedcastiel @misha-moose-dean-burger-lover @one-more-offbeat-anthem @smiledean @wigglebox
@wanderingcas @bluefirecas @castielsbeeslippers @dean-you-assbutt-cas-loves-you @blue-eyed-cutiepatootie @jackttwist @welcome-to-crowleys-hellhole @i-know-like-four-things @mishafuckincollins @shadowywerewolfqueen
@stanforderadean @peanutbutterjelly-pie @ltleflrt @sinnabonka @donestiel @bisexuallyloki @professorerudite @naturallyathief @s13dean @its-all-ineffable
@mercurydean @tearsofgrace @wayward-angels-club @polkadotelephants @12x23 @nerdybidean @corancoranthemagicalman @doctorprofessorsong @suncaptor @https-castiel
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gaytedlasso · 3 years
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Everywhere I'm looking now
I'm surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you're my saving grace
- driver picks the music -
Pages from Dean's sketchbook
happy friday. Tag list below. Let me know if you’d like to be added. Anyone is welcome!
@cas-natural @emeraldcas @friendshapedcastiel @sunfaith @funnelcakevisions @floral-cas @omittedcastiel @sheepstiel @casismymrdarcy @yourfinalbow
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theyarebothgunshot · 3 years
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I’m one of your new followers who was an observer but not shipper before (im so sorry), do you have any recs for cockles blogs to follow?
that's okay nonnie, you're here now sdjfhs <3 welcome!! i'm gonna tag a few people who i follow but i am definitely going to be forgetting people i am already sorry rip: @alittlebittinhatty @regardingjenmish @alsaurus-loves-dean @oldwindmillandagarden @omittedcastiel @whenwecrossedcollectivehearts @acklesology @casenergies @dimples-of-discontent @livebloggingmydescentintomadness @veecollinsackles @shehetheysam @sinnabonka @hey-sweetheart-not-cool @lulu-zodiac @cooloddball
like i said i know i am forgetting a lot of lovely people but this should be a good list to start with!! <3
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myaimistrue · 3 years
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written for @omittedcastiel ‘s recoveryfest! congrats on your two year soberversary and on 400 followers <3
cw: discussions of alcoholism and addiction
It’s been a year.
Dean’s not really an anniversary guy. For most of his life, there wasn’t anything good worth remembering in his past, just dates of death and twisted endings and the usual terrible shit, so he didn’t bother with it. Now, though, things are different. He has good stuff to remember—his marriage to Cas, the first day they were free of Chuck, Jack’s birthday, Sam and Eileen’s anniversary—but it’s not really in his nature to lean into the sentimentality of them. He celebrates for the sake of the people he loves, but left to his own devices, he’d just smile to himself and move on with his day.
So this one sort of sneaks up on him. He hasn’t been thinking about it, not wanting to put any real pressure on himself, but as soon as he wakes up, his very first thought is, I haven’t had a drink in a year.
Dean doesn’t make it a thing. He lets the morning go the way it always does, without any pretense or celebration. He kisses Cas awake, who immediately grumbles and reburies himself in the blankets. He heads downstairs to start the coffee and make breakfast, and the smell of pancakes wakes Jack up. They sit at the kitchen table together, eating and laughing and talking about the kind of nonsense small children like to talk about. Cas stumbles in as they’re finishing up, downing half his coffee before he’s able to construct a full sentence. Then Jack drags them all into the living room to watch a few episodes of Phineas and Ferb, and the day begins to slip by, too, quiet and peaceful. Normal. 
Sam does text him in the afternoon, just a simple Congrats, man. Proud of you. Dean has no clue how Sam knows the exact date of Dean’s one year, but isn’t surprised that he reached out—Dean leaned on him a lot when he was first getting sober. It was a strange reversal from almost fifteen years prior, but Sam handled Dean’s addiction with far more grace, kindness, and understanding than Dean had Sam’s.
Dean texts back a quick thank you, and resolves to try to verbalize just how thankful he is for Sam the next time he sees him—that should make them both plenty uncomfortable, but unfortunately, Dean’s working on being more communicative about his feelings. That’s what getting a therapist and getting sober will do for you, apparently.
Dean lets Cas handle dinner, because Cas also knows what today is, and though he won’t say anything unless Dean does, it’s clear he wants to do something nice for Dean. The burgers are actually pretty damn delicious, and Cas’s smile when Dean tells him so is brilliant. Then Jack takes an absurdly large bite of his burger, and they’re both reminding him to chew slowly, Jack, you’re going to choke if you’re not careful, and it’s pretty perfect.
Later, after Jack’s tucked into bed and the dishes are done, Dean and Cas sit on the back porch, tucked together on the porch swing. The warm summer evening makes Dean feel younger than he has in years, and as the sun disappears further and further below the horizon, he realizes, I really did this. I’m really sober.
“Cas?”
He lifts his head up from Dean’s shoulder, picking up on the shift in Dean’s tone of voice. “Yeah?”
“I—” This is the first time he’s going to say it out loud. Dean’s not sure why it’s kind of scary. But he’s done a lot of scarier shit in a lot worse places than his husband’s arms, sitting outside the house they share, their son asleep and safe in his bed. “I haven’t had a drink in a year.”
Cas squeezes Dean’s hand. “Congratulations,” he says warmly. “I know you worked very hard to get here. I’m proud of you.”
He sure as hell did work hard. Those first few months, full of slip-ups and breakdowns and more white-knuckled self-control than Dean ever thought he was capable of, were some of the toughest in his life. But he’s made it this far. Sobriety is a work in progress, sure. But Dean’s got people to help him and support him if there’s a setback, and he’s got healthy coping mechanisms out his ass (thanks Mia), and he’s sitting here on a warm summer night, alive and healthy and just about the happiest he’s ever been. So it’s easy for Dean to let himself smile and say, “Y’know what? I’m proud of me, too.”
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gentlemancowboy · 3 years
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supernaturalcreek ⋙ bebecas
Pulled the trigger. Tagging some mutuals.
@alivedean @acklesology @smiledean @becauseofthebowties @donestiel @omittedcastiel @endverse @mckkachins @https-castiel @klinejack @icegifs @holmesemrys @widowerarcdean @foxmulderisms @burnhamandtilly @maxguevra @nuntox @solcages @aggressivedean @anniemurphy @winchester-gospels @mercurydean @roseapothecary @zeeimpalaangel @castiowl @a-profoundbond @jewishdeanwinchester @jackttwist @you-cant-spell-subtext-without @deanismypatronass @casjpg @achillestiel @subbydean @starlightcastiel @mishacollinss @violetgrace @captain-flint @brokenyouth @bestfriendcastiel @mishavacado @stanforderadean @sarahblakes @evermorecastiel @smokerdean @forthiswholeworld
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