* IN SPITE OF A NAIL .

OUR FATHER, WHO ART IN HEAVEN, HALLOWED BE THY NAME. dean winchester of spn. sought by scout.

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these is a blog for dean winchester of spn. low activity. highly sel & private.

i hate freaks, and i low tolerance for gross shit. my triggers are pregnancy and images of irl self harm. i’ll block you if i think your vibes are off. i read and reblog callouts. 

my fc is david castañeda, because i hate jensen ackles <3. i’ve seen one episode of spn, because i’m sexy, trans, and bisexual. this blog is so low effort its unreal <3.

scout. white. they / xe / he. 21. gmt - 5. my other blogs are @cursedcrest​ / @darkflyers​ / @proxytraitor​. follow me there for actual content.

my dash icon is from here. my icons are from here. header made by @wnchsr

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chavrim​:

                                                       historian / @spitenail​

             ❝   but   somehow   the   words   will   not   leave   my   mouth.   ❞

“ you don’t need to say it. ” you grasp cas’ hand with your own. ( your hands, stained with the violence of being a hunter- you always thought you never had the constitution for tenderness. you were wrong. ) “ just being here is enough. ”

[lesboevils]

i’m orpheus

[frozen-delight]

SPN Parallels: Dean + Cooking

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& nephiled​ !

you   take   a   moment   to   wipe   some   of   the   dirt   from   your   face.   you   are   shaking.   too   much   of   the   world   already   shown   on   young   features.   you   can   feel   your   wings   reaching   out   to   him.   like   your   hodgepodge   of   grace   and   soul   recognizes   parts   that   made   you.   you   stand   rooted   to   the   spot.   you   had   always   wanted   to   meet   him,   ever   since   you   popped   out   of   the   earth   a   fully   formed   being.

but   you   had   planned   for   things   to   do   different.   to   at   least   be   cleaner,   rather   than   covered   in   motorcycle   dirt   and   driving   grime.   but   no,   the   lord   works   in   mysterious   ways.   so   you   take   a   moment   to   breathe   attempting   to   collect   yourself.   

❝   dad.   ❞   comes   a   your   voice   scratchy   and   confused,   barely   a   whisper.   because   despite   how   incredibly   sure   you   are   that   he’s   the   right   one.   you   are   scared,   scared   to   admit   that   you   have   been   hiding   instead   of   looking   for   your   parents.   you   are   barely   full   grown   now,   finally   ready   to   look   for   him.   you   raise   your   voice   to   an   audible   pitch   and   let   out   a   soft.   ❝   i’m   kinsley.   you   can   call   me   kins.   ❞

you have always played the part of parent. to sammy. to john. to others. picking up the mess that your father upended on you as a child. and here- someone calls you ‘ dad ’, an oil, grease and dirt covered teenager on a motorbike. you were once like that- a teen left behind by your parents. by your own father.

you hold their grime face in your hands. they are yours. you can see it, written on their face- in their eyes, their brow, their chin. coded into their dna, a part of you. ( the better part of you. ) your hands drop to your side, and you look at them. hot tears sting, as they roll down your cheeks. 

you hug them tightly, and there are no words to be said. you don’t understand where they came from, but the shake in their voice is so painfully familiar- one that you had given to your own father lifetimes ago. “ hey, kins. ”

[pajaentrecolegas-archive-deacti]

Diego Luna and Gael García Bernal in Y Tu Mamá También

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chavrim​.

                this   is   the   human   you   fell   from   heaven   for?   unbelievable.

you sure are the human that cas fell from heaven for !

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“ see you fruits in superhell. ”

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& / nephiled​. 

                                                  family made. / @spitenail​

         ❝   hey   dad.   i’m   gay.   i   just   wanted   to   let   you   know.   ❞   you   are   sitting   passenger   seat   of   the   impala.   you   are   pretty   sure   that   he   already   knows.   but   that   does   not   mean   you   need   to   say   it   any   less.

“ hey gay, i’m dad. ” there’s a twitch of your lips as a smile pushes through them. despite it the totally bad dad joke, you are glad that she’s comfortable enough telling you this. ( you suspected, but didn’t want to pry- they’re old enough to make their own choices. )

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“ there’s pie thawing in the fridge. you can have some when it’s ready. ”

@jrchester​ didn’t ask for a starter, but is getting one anyways.

[girldaddean]

dean winchester, sexy antifa

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men get pegged and dean is one of them

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no thoughts head empty fire emblem dean verse.

commoner > mercenary > hero > assassin.

i want to say his weakness and budding talent is faith. strengths in reason, bow, sword, axe, lance, and riding. neutral in everything else.

[catgirldirk]

not to step into a controversial topic but i know exactly what i want and who i want to be, i know exactly why i walk and talk like a machine, i’m now becoming my own self fulfilled prophecy, oh, oh no, oh no, oh no-o

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it’s a good thing dean stays up to date with all of his vaccinations and check ups, and encourages his kids / hunting partners to do so 2

[temporalkingdom]

Who is your dad, now?

[nephiled]

@spitenail @heroicstm

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                                                  YO, A TI CAS