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Oh heyyy!! You are not alone in loving Season 7. I loved it too :) The leviathans made me ridiculously happy.
Aw, thanks! I don’t see why the majority dislikes that season. The levis were my favorite monster, and I’m sorry, but they are the smartest too. Dick’s takeover plan was so close to actually killing everybody, they were closer than anyone else ever got. They’re old, they’re clever.
I guess people didn’t like that Cas wasn’t in most of it?
I am so so grateful we have compatible views on John Winchester... I don't know what I would have done otherwise. I don't know why I get so upset about people hating on John but it's just seeing people attack others with this self-righteous assertion that anyone who interprets John as anything /other/ than an abusive malicious character is an abuse apologist. Just... no.
plenty of fans and viewers see John as a dad who loved his kids despite the mistakes he made. i'm in an rp right now where the Dean made John into a physically abusive father and i'm so uncomfortable with it because i'd never pain him that way. i wasn't going to tell her but i think i will now. we're not abuse apologists if we interpret from canon that John didn't abuse them, it's that simple. the three of them fight like a family, a family of hardened monster hunters if that makes it better, but John loved his kids and they loved him, end of story. don't worry Alyssa, i don't think too many people have a problem with John. if they do we can always talk to them about it.
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It's not like Dean ever thought of Cas as unattractive. I mean as far as an ex-angel goes Dean was pretty sure that Cas took the crown. But it always sort of creeped Dean out when he got a rush of arousal whenever Cas wore his sweatpants hanging low on his hips, or a t-shirt that hugged his forearms in an almost sinful way. Dean never thought anything of it, I mean, it wasn't his first rodeo with a guy, but with Cas it was different. It wasn't just the fact that he was basically sex on legs, but it was the fact that he was so damn adorable. The way he'd scrunch his nose in the morning until he got his coffee made Dean swoon, and the amount of concentration he would have while reading was insane. That's why one day when Cas is cuddled up on the couch reading, Dean has had enough. He clears his throat and walks into the room, eyeing Sam who was at the table doing some research.
"Cas, can i talk to you for a minute?" Dean struggled out, heat rising to his cheeks. Sam ignored Dean and didn't look up. Cas hummed in response as he closed his book and placed it on his lap, looking up at Dean and waiting for him to continue.
"Um....alone?" Dean suggested, eyeing Sam and then resting his eyes back on Cas. Cas frowned slightly as he got up, bringing the blanket with him as he followed Dean into Dean's bedroom. Dean closed the door and took a deep breathe, his breath hitching when he saw Cas throwing his blanket down and curling up in Dean's instead.
"What's wrong with yours?" Dean asked with a chuckle. Cas blushed slightly and eyed the bed, playing with a stray thread from the blanket.
"Mine doesn't smell like you." Cas said shakily. Dean felt a swell of pride as he smirked and sat next to Cas, fidgeting.
"So what do you need to tell me?" Cas asked in between yawns. Ever since he fell Cas was always so tired.
"I need to be honest with you for once." Dean started off, clearing his throat.
"Ok.." Cas said slowly.
"Cas, you're really attractive, okay? And you scrunch your nose in the morning until you get your coffee and my sweatpants are always hanging low on you and your t-shirts show off your arms and i swear to god, it's sinful. And your hair is always a mess and your voice always sounds like you just had the flu..." Dean trailed off and Cas shifted uncomfortably.
"I'm sorry...I can fix those things if you want.." Cas said, completely oblivious to what Dean was getting at. Dean chuckled and shook his head, muttering quietly to himself.
"Cas, you're missing the point." He continued, his voice cracking.
"Oh." Cas said, sitting up now and sitting cross legged, his knees knocking against Dean's.
"Cas, i think everything i just said is adorable." Dean said shakily. Cas' face turned a brilliant shade of pink as he cleared his throat.
"Oh." He said with a smirk.
" Cas, i don't know where this is going to leave us, but i just had to tell you." Dean stuttered, blushing.
"Dean..." Cas whispered, catching Dean's gaze with his own. Cas shuffled forward on the bed and knocked their noses together, lips barely brushing Dean's. Dean breathed out the breathe he didn't know he'd been holding and crashed their lips together, Cas gasping. Cas' lips were soft against Dean's and Dean absolutely loved it. Cas apparently did too because he let out a breathy moan as Dean deepened the kiss.
"How about we tell Sam to leave for a little while?" Cas whispered against Dean's lips, sending a shiver down Dean's spine.
"Yea...fuck...ya." Dean agreed, hopping off the bed and basically running into the parlor.
"Sammy, i'm gonna need you to go take a drive." Dean gasped out, lips swollen and chest heaving. Sam smirked at him knowingly and sent him a wink as he stood and grabbed the keys from the table.
"It's about fucking time." He muttered, making Dean blush even more. Sam shot Dean another wink as he shut the door behind him, smiling to himself and he decided to take a drive along the countryside.
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It had started off as a normal hunt. Dean and Sam had decided to take Cas for something a little easy as his first hunt, so they decided to pick a Wendigo. The actual hunt should only take about an hour and it would help Cas get his sea legs back. Dean and Sam had decided to just track it for Cas and then let him kill it himself. Cas agreed and hung back most of the hunt, taking in every move that Dean made as he tracked down the creature. Finally after two hours of hiking, Dean picked up a fresh trail and pointed to a cave.
"It's in there, buddy. This trail is less than 20 minutes old." He stated while taking out a flare gun and handing it to Cas. Cas nodded and took a deep breath before leading the two hunters into the cave. Cas was shaking head to foot as he listened intently to the sounds that echoed off the cave's walls.
"Sam....." Dean whispered, pointed towards a blood smear the pointed towards a smaller opening.
"Ok, i'll go scope it out while you and Cas take the bigger cave. Keep your eyes out." Sam stated, hunching down and starting off slowly down the small shaft.
"Okay huggy bear, let's go." Dean whispered, nudging Cas along as they continued down the tunnel. Dean didn't know what hit him and before he knew it, there was a deep growling directly behind him. Cas whipped around and aimed his flare gun, shooting the gun to scare it back. Cas grabbed Dean's flare gun and pulled Dean behind him, squaring off with the creature that was snarling. The Wendigo lunged and knocked Cas back, the gun skittering across the mossy floor as Dean dodged it.
"Dean, the gun!" Cas shouted, struggling to his feet as he tried to aid Dean. Dean dove for the gun and wrapped his hands around it, whirling around and shooting blindly as the Wendigo lunged again and dug its claws into Dean's arm. Dean cried out and fell back, holding up his arms in anticipation. Cas jumped to his feet and tackled the Wendigo down, which turned out to be a stupid idea as the Wendigo easily shook him off and glowered over him. The Wendigo snarled and with a finally lick of it's chops, dove foward and ripped Cas' arms and torso into shreds.
"Hey!" Sam yelled, firing the flare gun into the Wendigo's back and watched as it burst into flames. Sam dropped the gun and ran to Cas' side, Dean following suit. Cas was panting loudly as he held his side, his shirt drenched in blood.
"Cas no no no no no no." Dean murmured, tearing off his own shirt and putting pressure on Cas' torso. Cas winced and cried out, his eyes lolling to the sides.
"Cas, stay with us." Sam cried out.
"Dean.." Cas whispered, clutching his hunter's arm as he winced again.
"Cas, you can't leave yet okay? You'll be okay. I'm here." Dean cooed, running his hands through Cas' hair. Cas coughed violently and Dean could feel his hands getting soaked in Cas' blood.
"Cas, there's so much you haven't done yet. There's so much we haven't done yet..." Dean sobbed, a tear rolling down his face.
"Dean, i'm sorry for falling. I'm sorry for everything that i've put you and your brother through." Cas said, coughing again.
"Cas, it's ok." Dean assured, rubbing Cas' hand. Cas' eyes fluttered a little as he coughed again.
"Cas you can't fucking go anywhere i haven't told you my biggest secret yet." Dean choked out, earning a puzzled look from his brother.
"Dean, it hurts. Can you tell me now, so i can sleep?" Cas whispered, looking at Dean like a hurt puppy.
"Cas....the secret is I love you...." Dean choked out. Cas made no movement.
"Cas?" Dean choked out again.
"Dean.." Sam started.
"No, okay? Fucking no. I can't lose him." Dean sobbed, tears openly pouring down his face.
"Dean." Sam said again.
"Cas, i fucking loved you. I always have. You've always been my angel." Dean whispered. Sam and Dean left the cave that night. Dean insisted that they bury Cas, just in case he decided to come back.
Years have passed and Dean has finally lost all hope. He sits at the table of the bunker, whiskey in hand, a gun in the other.
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