#dean.txt

[bleedinghubris]

ok not funny anymore i need someone to write aeon or metaltango or ANY grace pairing with me.

[four-of-cups]

trying to sleep but can’t stop thinking about how Dean Winchester was queer-coded to the point of cliche the whole time:

- Dean knows (and says) he’ll never marry a woman and settle down.

- He fears his father and idolises his mother.

- His gender expression is deeply performative.

- He fetishises a particular type of masculinity.

- He only really forms meaningful lasting bonds with women when they’re completely platonic (Charlie, Claire, etc).

- His deepest and most compelling relationships are with men (Benny, Cas, Crowley - all transgressive characters in their own rights).

- He rejects hierarchy and hates authority.

- He takes in a kid who doesn’t belong.

- He reinvents family.

- He kills God.

- He dies young.

[castielcommunism]

idk how this was intended to actually come across but dean’s insistence on including cas in meals despite it being explicitly, repeatedly established in the show that cas doesn’t need to eat and is ambivalent about food as a pleasure activity is incredibly sweet. this chronically food-insecure guy takes one look at this angel and is like I need to ask him if he wants to share my fries

[eileenguy]

1x09 // 2x20 // 4x21 // 12x02 // 12x22

happy mother's day ❤️ (2/2)

(pt. 1)

[howldean]

at hozier. i cant believe he wrote all these songs about destiel. every single one of them ohgod

[full-moon-ships]

DEAN tell me a joke. Also tell me something ro does to make u smile :3 -neily

@sammamax

I dont know many joke but ah... here goes.

Why did the scarecrow win an award?

He was outstanding in his field.

As for your question, his laugh is contagious. I can't help but smile when he's happy and laughing. Just seeing him happy makes me feel the same.

[casgod]

Carry on my wayward son

There'll be arustynail when you are done

[awbrainno]

The body's cousin is here for the week and since neither Ace nor Jack - the two possible candidates for "original" owner of the body - will front, Dean and Matt and I, three confused fictives, are sharing the burden of human interaction

We have not had a moment to ourselves in a week

We don't know who we are but we are definitely floating in space

The mom will be here this afternoon and y'all, it's a weight, a crushing weight, knowing that I am not her child and I will be forced into the role

I we none of us have had a mother

She died

She died

She died

But we are floating into the role of child to a new and overbearing mother

We will find a way through the weekend

We will drift through the weekend

And, G-d willing, we will come out the other side