#destial

[thedeepthought]

I love when authors get all hyped about their own fics and the plot twists they just dropped. Like, I’ll scroll down to the author’s note and it’ll be something like, “omg you guys I can't believe that just happened!!!” — as if they weren’t the ones who literally wrote it 😭😭 It’s so cute. It makes me ten times more excited to read because if the author’s losing their mind, I know I’m about to lose mine too.

[puppiesareperfect]

I like that tumblr memes never really die they just become classics eventually. It’s been years and we still love to let Neil bang out the tunes. Destial became canon and now the screencaps from that episode are a sacred part of our culture and a means of communication. The crow boy and the juggling lab memes are well on their way to becoming part of tumblr history. I love it. We have a healthy meme economy. No one will every say “that’s not funny” because life is so much better when it’s forever funny & just gets funnier

[sweetonsugden]

Still can’t get over Dean included Castiel in his retirement plans 🥹

[lalamyfootupyouraft]

I’m sorry, WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?!?!?

[firstrainybitch101]

This has to become a more common tag.

[snek-of-eden]

Which ship is superior?

Spirk

Destiel

Voting ended onJun 21, 2024

Spirk: James T. Kirk/Spock from Star Trek

Destiel: Dean Winchester/Castiel from Supernatural

[bellabear-talks2much]

DEAN WINCHESTER, HEADCANONS.

© 2026 all rights reserved to @bellabear-talks2much | Sun bleached flies, Ethel Cain. | 🪽 | a fallen angel and a monster hunter. | requested by! @nathanielsthingsnstuff | pre-Sam timeline |

Dad was gone on a hunting trip and hadn't been back in a few days, and the last location Dean could find a lead on is Arkansas, a bar somewhere in the south of Arkansas, which is where he found you.

You were an angel who had fallen a month ago, if that. You had your grace, so you couldn't get drunk exactly; but you could people watch to try to figure out how to fit in. You tried playing pool, but you found that humans get slightly aggressive when they suck at things.

As soon as Dean walked in, it was hard to miss it. It was like a mental radar went off in your mind that God's favorite human had officially found it's way towards you, his radar clicked that you weren't human.

You immediately found yourself attached, as soon as he sat down to ask you if you had seen his father, you decided you had to help him. You had to get him to like you. So that's exactly what you did, two weeks of dragging him around places in Arkansas where his father's essence had been. You officially made yourself a team.

Endless hours of bothering him while travelling in the impala. "What about this song?" You clicked the skip button on Blondie. "Get your hands away from that–" He swatted you away. "Touchy." You mumbled, shifting back further in your seat. "Not touchy, you're the passenger. Passenger stays out of driver's music." He retorted.

Finding old pictures in wallets or boxes that Dean would keep around. "Who's that?" You pointed to a short brunette boy in a photo. "Uh, my little brother. Sammy." Dean responded, glancing at the photo before going back to cleaning off one of his guns after clearing a vampire hive. "Sammy." You tested the name. "One of those 'nickname' things you were telling me about?" You guessed. "Yeah, nickname."

Nighttime rituals with Dean becoming a two person job. Toothbrushing? You were standing right there, talking about why humans were odd. Showering? You were there. "Will you lay down?" Dean ordered gruffly, you had been pacing and talking for twenty minutes, he even lifted the blanket up for you. "Angels don't sleep, Dean." You answered. "Yeah, they talk." He muttered under his breath. "Yes, we do!" You smiled, obliviously.

Not understanding how Dean gets drunk, but taking care of him and listening when he does, always drunkenly rambling stories at you. "And then there was this one fourth of July, sweetheart." He rambled. "Fourth of July?" You tilted your head. "Human celebration, you know, fireworks." He proceeded to try to copy the noises of fireworks in small 'pow's, 'plew's, and 'boom's. You didn't understand, but you nodded along.

Bellabear's intercom: nothing about this feels especially interesting or special, but wtvr I need to get this request done because it's been in my drafts so long that I changed my layout five times and the set-up of my fics twice. also this is eight instead of twelve💔 bellabear out!

[aceoutofthedeck]

Sorting AO3 is actually a research skill that can come in handy for writing a paper. You’re actually sorting a database by looking for characteristics of your fanfic whether by filtering tags or directly searching.

Librarian: “Where did you learn how to search like that?”

Me: “Uhm a literature website.”

Millennial librarian behind me stifling a laugh.