Oroborus

[notevenalittle]

some horny dean / destiel memes that have been clinically proven to brighten your most boring day

[mooniism]

destiel!!! yay

[today-in-the-bunker]

Today, Dean forgets to put on sunscreen before doing lawn work and is punished with a light burn on his forearm and a slight farmer's tan.

[maliciousgod]

When he asks castiel to get rid of the tan cass replies he is low on grace (he isn't he can probably heal such a thing from ten foot distance but just wants to see Dean with the for longer

[wingkink]

btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here

[anngsty-things]

gabriel doing god's work in changing channels by making dean confused (sexually) by pressing him against the wall & whispering threats in that low sex growl voice, and sam giving him heart eyes the entire time (he's mildly annoyed it's dean being manhandled and not him) will never not be funny to me

[maliciousgod]

Castiel is preparing another one of his special holy oil molotov not because he saw this but sensed that someone beside him is manhandling Dean

[64mpg]

(emerges 3 hours later covered in blood) i figured out what emotion i was feeling

[stormblessed47]

Jack: Can I have a cookie?

Dean: What did Sam say?

Jack: He said no.

Dean: So why would I say yes?

Jack: Because he's not the boss of you.

Dean, already taking out the cookie jar: You can have two.

[junkiepunkie]

Cas and Dean acting like a couple in moments where it’s convenient. Free meal in an expensive restaurant? “We just got engaged!”, Jack’s in trouble? “We’re his dads”, and if one of them is in the hospital, it inevitably goes like this;

Dean: *inconsolable and not leaving Cas’ side as his angel is carted into the emergency room with a stab wound to the chest.* Cas? Cas just hold on okay? We’re almost there.

Cas: *slipping in and out of consciousness, currently human much to his dismay* Dean…

Dean: Yeah it’s me. I’m here, always gonna be here.

Nurse: Sir? We need to take him into surgery.

Dean: Yeah, okay yeah, let’s uh, let’s go to surgery.

Nurse: I’m sorry, but I can’t allow you any further than this point.

Dean: Fuck- right. Of course. Just, god take care of him yeah?

Cas: *barely awake eyes closed* Want Dean to… stay.

Dean: I’ll be right outside angel. Right here. *he kisses Cas on the forehead right before they cart him away*

Nurse: It’ll take a few hours, but we’ll do everything we can for him. Would you like to move to the waiting room?

Dean: *eyes not moving from the door Cas just went through* No I uh, I promised him I’d stay here.

Nurse: ….alright i probably shouldn’t let you just hang around here but since you’re the boyfriend-

Dean: -Husband yeah.

Nurse: since you’re the husband, if you move out of the immediate path of the door I’ll let you sit here.

Dean: Thank you. I want to be here the second he’s out.

*5 hours later*

Cas: *waking up in a hospital bed with wires in his arms and a numbed pain in his chest* …Dean…

Dean: *sitting in the chair right beside him holding his hand* Cas? Cas! Oh thank god, you had me scared for a minute there buddy.

Cas: You didn’t leave.

Dean: Course not. I’ll never leave you again.

Cas: Did you have to pretend to be my boyfriend again?

Dean: *laughing* actually they assumed boyfriend, I corrected them.

Cas: *suddenly sad* you told then we were friends.

Dean: No, I-

Nurse: *walking in* Oh good, you’re awake. Your husband here hasn’t left your side for one minute. I bet he’s overjoyed to see you alert again.

Cas: *whispering to no one really* Husband.

Dean: *whispering to Cas* Husband. Sounds right doesn’t it?

*nurse checks a few things then leaves*

Cas: It does sound right.

Dean: we could, you know.

Cas: What? Get married?

Dean: Yeah, I mean, like, as friends obviously. Just friend-husbands, nothing gay-

Cas: *grabbing Dean by the face and pulling him in for a slow, gentle kiss* Yes. I’ll marry you.

Dean: *stunned* Good. And, maybe it can be a little bit gay.

[junkiepunkie]

Dean saying things to Cas he doesn’t realise are the angelic equivalent of “I love you”;

*Dean working on the impala, Cas sitting closely and watching*

Cas: How did you learn to fix engines?

Dean: Oh, my dad taught be the basics but it was Bobby who really showed me the ropes. It’s easy once you get the hang of it. Hey, you wanna try?

Cas: Try what?

Dean: Well she’s due some fresh tyres. I could show you how to change ‘em?

Cas: *blushing madly* You- you want to teach me a skill of your lineage?

Dean: …weird fucking way of putting it, but yeah pretty much.

Cas: :0

*Dean and Cas outside a bar at 2am leaning on the impala, Dean a little tipsy*

Dean: hey look! You can see the stars out here!

Cas: Oh, yes, they’re one of my favourite angelic creations.

Dean: You know when you properly ‘died’ for the first time I saw the North Star that night and named it Cas then when I missed you I could go out and pray to the star as if you were listening.

Cas: Dean, are you saying you- Dean did you worship me as a false idol?!

Dean: Huh, yeah technically I guess I did.

Cas: : O

*Sam Dean and almost human Cas having a movie night, Dean making them watch Dogma to critique the angel lore*

Sam: Okay, I’m turning in.

Cas: The film isn’t over for another twenty seven minutes Sam.

Sam: Don’t care, too tired.

Dean: Cas it’s okay, let him leave. Although you look tired too buddy, you wanna call it?

Cas: I’m fine. I want to see the end of the story, if I am asleep at the end you may wake me and tell me to move.

Dean: Or maybe I’ll just be the one watching over you for once.

Cas: Why would you do that? I am not your charge Dean, it is not your responsibility to-

Dean: Dude I wasn’t saying that out of responsibility, I’m happy to make sure you’re safe just whenever.

Cas: *teary eyed* You… are offering me safe rest, freely and without expectation??

Dean: *so confused* Yup, again gotta work on your phrasing but still. Yes.

Cas: I love you too.

Dean: *stunned but secretly overjoyed* Not the way I thought that would happen but alright then. I love you Cas.

*he kisses Cas until they’re both to tired to continue. The second they wake up in each others arms the next morning they continue. Sam almost kills himself when he walks in on them naked together cuddling*

[beetusthatyeetus]

John’s voicemail: If this is an emergency, call my son.

Sam’s voicemail: If this is an emergency, call my brother.

Dean’s voicemail: If this is an emergency, leave a message or try my other phone.

Bro is his own emergency contact on top of being everyone else’s I’m going to throw myself under a jet ski

[anxietyproblem]

[my-dailydreams]

[viscera-parasite]

I have this sick disgusting fetish for feeling loved and valued, yeah I know, unethical to enact in real life ,

[strawlessandbraless]

[myinnerchildisaweirdo]

I like the idea that Cas lets his vessel age because he wants to keep in step with Dean—the laugh lines, the crow's feet, the grey hair around his temples. He could look the exact same for eternity, but he wants to grow old with Dean, however he can.

[maliciousgod]

When you just wanna be inside the Winchester but their brother keeps third wheeling you.

[casdeans-pie]

The peace of Jack's new world order took some getting used to, but now instead of cases and hunts, Dean and Cas regularly watch re-runs of Dr Sexy on the couch. (As always Cas's head is in Dean's lap and Dean is running his fingers through his hair.) An ad break comes on and Dean, out of the blue, says, "Hey, remember back when we'd just met, and there was that night in the kitchen where you were being all dark and broody and trying to intimidate me or whatever."

Cas rolls his eyes. "I remember that moment differently."

Dean grins. "Yeah?"

"You were supposed to be in awe of me," Cas says, thinking of a younger Dean in the shadows of that dark kitchen, with his pretty freckles and his big green eyes, staring straight at him. Running his mouth. "I was expecting gratitude and obedience, and instead you remained ungrateful and unafraid - full of a righteous fire. You refused to cower to me. You were infuriating."

Dean's grin widens and his fingertips scratch playfully against Cas's scalp. "You liked me."

"Infuriating," Cas repeats. "You intrigued me."

"Yeah well, you intrigued me too. A bit intense maybe, but I could see what you were going for with the whole spooky 'respect me' routine " Dean says flippantly.

Cas sits up and climbs onto Dean's lap, straddling his thighs, then places a firm hand onto his chest to push him back against the couch cushions. A breathy noise escapes Dean. "You forget that I could feel your longing, Dean," Cas rumbles, "even when I didn't understand what it was. So I know just how badly my 'spooky respect me routine' affected you." Cas pushes his hand a little harder against Dean's chest. If he pushes any harder he'll be reaching in for his soul. The thought of Dean's soul, so close, just underneath the surface, ignites something inside Cas and he presses his lips to the shell of Dean's ear. "You should show me some respect. I dragged you out of hell... I can throw you back in."

[dragon-lana]

Dean: he's a weird🥺dorky😋little guy🥰

Meanwhile Cas: gets captured while human, tricks another angel and literally cannibalizes him, then kills an entire squad of angels all by himself

Also Cas: we have a guinea pig? Where??