#grumpy cas

[dessertbird]

Daily Destiel 💙💚

Hey. You consider switching up your duds there? Bit stiff for this town. At least I don't look like a lumberjack. 😠😄❤️

[imeaglejd]

That’s what you get when you marry an idiot, Cas.

[warmsmycockles]

I did an awful thing 😂😭😂😭😂😭😭😭 I don’t have the strength to post it on tiktok lmfaooo but no one knows me here so whatever 😂🌈💜

should I post it tho 👀

I’m following Misha’s lead and officially giving up on labels lmfaooo

(had to tear down that human flag because…well. angels.)

((I look like trash today but I just wanted to make this okayyy))

[skeletonsinzeeclost]

This post is dedicated to all the lovely people who have purchased items from my Etsy store over the last couple weeks! You guys are amazing, Seriously Amazing!!!! 

Thank you so very Much!!!

[aswebeg]

i have no explanation

[baddestbitchcas]

Sunday

Something something, Dean and Cas all bundled up for Cas’s first winter as a human. Dean thinks the cold is a great excuse for cuddling, but Cas still isn’t a fan. (Okay maybe it’s not all bad- he likes how touchy-feely Dean gets when he thinks Cas is cold.) Inspired by this post by @sinnabonka

[castielsbeeslippers]

Had this idea for a doodle and I got the matching url if I ever get the nerve to switch , I really love my url now

Grump-bee Cas in Bee Pajamas 💛

Also @wantstoflyafraidtofall ✨😌🐝who wrote a cute pajama fic for also inspiration

[ellen-of-oz]

18/19: dark and stormy night and pour one out

For Suptober // Dean and Cas // 473 words // G

Rain lashed the windows, and somewhere overhead, lightning rumbled and crashed. Outside, the world was all water and wind, but right here, inside whatever the hell this place was called, Dean Winchester did not give a fuck. 

Throwing back the end of his whiskey, he ordered up a row of tequila shots for his new friends—a group of college students who’d adopted the random old guy when he started buying them drinks. He’d only come here in the first place because it was eight years since they’d lost Bobby. He hadn’t told Sam why he was going, only that he was, and he’d already poured one out alone before he’d gotten bored.

Dean’s new friends cheered as they licked salt and downed their shots, but the lemon wedge dropped from Dean’s mouth as the door of the bar was flung open, a figure momentarily silhouetted by a bright flash of lightning. 

The man walked into the bar, rainwater dripping off his tan coat, his dark hair spiked in wet disarray, yet his face was dry save for the lightest of raindrops on his eyelashes.

The murderous look on his face had probably chased the raindrops away. 

Castiel, angel of the Lord, stopped once he was inside the door, looking around carefully, and only moved forward again when he spied Dean sitting in the booth just near the door. 

Dean sank down in his seat. Even well on his way to being blackout drunk, he could see that the angel was ready to smite someone, and he didn’t really wanna get smitten…smote? Whatever.

“Heeeey, Cas!” he said, trying to pull together some shred of dignity. “Come have a drink with us!” 

Castiel’s frown deepened as he took in the other people around the booth. 

Dean tried to subtly shuffle away from the young guy who’d been leaning into his space. He’d been enjoying the attention, of course, but he never would have…

“It’s time to go, Dean.” Castiel’s voice was like the slamming of a crypt door, and even though Dean was keen to not appear whipped in front of these kids, he was honestly powerless to resist. 

As they stumbled out into the rain, Cas put up an umbrella he’d been carrying somewhere under that cavernous coat of his, and Dean leaned into him heavily. “You should...shoulda stayed for a bit, Cas. They were nice...nice people,” he slurred, his boots splashing into a puddle.

“Sam told me you’d been there all night. We’ve got a case to work tomorrow, Dean.” 

Cas sounded disappointed, and Dean couldn’t have that. He leaned further in, planting a smooch on Cas’ cheek. “I’ll be fiiiine,” he said. “Thanks for rescuin’ me, man.”

Cas just grunted as they stumbled on through the dark night towards the motel.