Dirty Blonde Winchester

A slave to my fandoms

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Brought the brat to the dog park. He always comes out clean and I look like I live in a dumpster! #dogmom #muddyfeet #happypup (at Town Of Beaumont.)

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OMG! My music Monday pick has to be Mr.Henry Winchester/Prince Eric himself! @gilmckinney everyone should give him a listen! Find him on #iTunes #musicmonday #velvetvoice #papawinchester #spnfamily #onceuponatime #oncersunite

[dirtyblondewinchester]

Strange and beautiful dreams

Hey so I am no blogger OR a writer so I may not be able to convey, but I wanted to share. I had a dream that I was a stage coordinator for a production of beauty and the beast. I was working behind the scenes with the actors and could not find our male lead... the beast. So I took to Twitter to reach out to find someone to play it last minute! Turned out the ONLY person that responded and was able to do it was.... (drum roll) MATT COHEN! So after internally fangirling. I jumped right in and got him into costume! Needless to say it was a great dream. The whole time I prompted his lines, he kept referring to the ballroom as the metro court (the hotel name in GH) it was super cute. He seemed totally relatable. Even had moments of stage fright that I had to talk him through. And I even had to remind him to eat and made him lunch...

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“What do you do at night?” Dean asks.

Cas snuggles in closer, lips almost touching Dean’s. “This.”

Dean grins. “And after I fall asleep? You don’t sleep. So what do you do?”

“Contemplate the meaning of life.”

Dean snorts a laugh. “You’re getting better with the sarcasm, Cas.” He leans his head back to yawn, then slides a leg between Cas’, burying his head in Cas’ neck where he likes to sleep.

Within seconds, he’s snoring, and Cas smiles into the darkness.

No, Cas doesn’t sleep.

He runs his hands over Dean’s back until the muscles relax.

He traces pictures between clusters of Dean’s freckles.

He lets the warmth of Dean seep into him until he almost feels like it’s his warmth, too.

He appreciates how pale Dean’s skin looks when the moonlight washes over it.

He counts Dean’s breaths.

And he listens all night to the drumbeat of Dean’s heart, pumping steadily.

Dean wakes up with the sun, curls into Cas and groans. “Mornin’, sunshine.”

Cas smiles. “Good morning, Dean.”

They spend a few minutes kissing lazily, soft and lingering kisses that have no agenda, before Dean speaks again. “So really, Cas. What do you do at night?”

“Nothing much,” Cas says. “Mostly just wait for you to wake up.”

Dean sighs, but seems to accept that answer, and pushes himself out of bed to start his day. Cas watches him for a moment before he gets up himself, smiling at the sweet secret he gets to keep to himself.

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The Dawn of a New Era

Did this scene in 12x01

remind anyone else of this scene in 11x11?

Because I can’t help but draw parallels between them.

in 11x11 Mildred told Dean that the secret to a long life was to follow your heart. In her case, that meant travelling the world. She asked him when was the last time he watched a sunset without waiting for something to go bump in the night?

In 12x01 Dean watched the sunrise instead, this time with his mother by his side. He provided her comfort and they briefly spoke about the death of John and the hunting life. But I just had to point out the symbolism of this scene.

Throughout last season and the few seasons before it, the themes had been dark, the black eyes of a demon, the mark of cain and ultimately the control of the darkness. In the scene in 11x11, whilst waiting for the sun to set so they can kill a monster that only comes out at night Dean contemplates the secret to a happy life. But at that point, his life is shrouded in darkness (excuse the pun) and there doesn’t seem to be any hope.

Now, season 12 has begun with a sunrise. For Dean, the darkness is over (I’m sorry again about the pun) and he has the one person back whose love he has craved his entire life. They speak about the death of his father. Now, as the sun rises on a new day for Dean, perhaps he can finally put his fathers orders and brainwashing behind him and focus on his mothers love instead. For once, there is hope for Dean. 

He wondered about following his heart as he watched the sun go down. Now, the sun is rising, and perhaps Dean can actually take Mildred’s advice? He has his mother back, he no longer has to play that role, he can begin to break down the ‘daddy’s little soldier’ image that he has been lumbered with his whole life and start taking something back for him. 

In my 12x01 review, I ended it saying how this was a brave new world for Supernatural that Dabb was leading us toward. I think this sunrise was symbolic of that, and with the parallels to 11x11 what else could we interpret from this message? Other than Dean finally getting the chance to follow his heart? 

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Thus this this! I love the idea of hope for the boys!

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Sibling rivalry solved! Emily Swallow & Rob Benedict at Chicon 2016

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hEY YOU. I’m looking for any Rob, Richard, Chuck, Gabriel, or KOC oriented blogs so if you are any of those please send me a message or reblog this!

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[whoeveryoulovethemost]

Jensen + mic flip

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[dirtyblondewinchester]

#MattCohenisSuperman

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[gish]

How life?

good. But i think i’m done here. Bogg, the bird says that i should get off the computer because i’m writing dirty limericks now. I always listen to Bogg.

[gish]

Write a short poem on watermelon

OKAY. This is my poem about watermelon. 

It’s titled: 

“Nice Mellons.”

You are so wet

So pink

I want to burry my face in you.

And swallow

The seeds.

[dirtyblondewinchester]

OMG!!

[gish]

You have such artistic talent, can you draw something else?

Look. It’s difficult to draw with a bird sitting on your head. This was my genuine attempt at the rainbow flag.