#louisespeaks

[queen-rowenas]

he. he thought they were going to die together. he said she’s gonna kill you and then she’s gonna kill me. he thought they were going to die together

[queen-rowenas]

This is a high honor, Castiel thinks to himself, tearing through the darkest depths of hell in search of a single, mangled soul. The Michael Sword. No other angels were given this opportunity, to be chosen above all others to deliver from hell the righteous man, Dean Winchester.

This is a high honor, Cas thinks to himself, sitting in the passenger seat of a 1967 Chevy Impala, alongside the driver singing loudly to Led Zeppelin. Few others were allowed this opportunity, to sit in this very spot, to share this sacred space with Dean Winchester.

This is a high honor, Castiel thinks to himself, feeling the Empty surge to take him to an eternal sleep, seeing the tears in Dean’s eyes. There are tears in Cas’s eyes, too. A rare few have ever had this opportunity, to save Dean Winchester, to die for Dean Winchester, to be mourned by Dean Winchester.

He smiles. This is a high honor.

[queen-rowenas]

ok but consider this: dean gets the job as a construction worker, and on the weekends he takes cas on drives around town and shows him the houses he’s working on

they just spend their sunday afternoons driving around town, holding hands across the front seat until dean stops to point at house after house. you’d love the sunroom in that one. if i have to hear david complain about those windows one more time, i’m gonna lose it. that one’s gonna be a beautiful house. that’s my favorite.

dean spends the drive beaming, proud of his work, of being able to build something with his hands. build homes for people. and cas just sits and smiles, watching dean’s soul glow, giving the occasional hum or comment. when dean’s hand comes back to his, he holds it tight

[queen-rowenas]

very tempted to write a few ideas i have for destiel fix-it fics but make it cursed. here’s what’s bouncing around my brain rn:

dean goes into the empty, fights his way through, and when he finds the first glimpse of that trench coat, he grabs cas, and then it’s a desperate race to get back to the portal. BUT. it’s not cas. it’s the empty. and cas is forced to watch from the dark, screaming at dean that it’s not him. but dean can’t hear him

same intro, dean goes into the empty, wanders around trying to find cas. BUT. cas and the angels are already working on their own plan to get out and manage to get spit back out (probably in the bunker). cas and sam reunite, but cas is like where’s dean? and sam is like i thought he was with you. he went into the empty to find you. queue empty rescue mission to get dean out

same intro, dean goes into the empty, finds cas and a bunch of other angels. they head back to the portal, and cas and the angels get through. BUT. dean is at the back of the group, and the portal is closing. cas desperately pushes through the crowd of angels to try and get to dean, but it’s too late. he can only watch as the portal closes with dean still inside

new intro! jack brings cas back from the empty, and cas goes to the bunker to reunite with dean and sam. BUT. dean is in the middle of one of his grief spirals, in his room surrounded by bottles and broken furniture, and thinks cas is just another trick his mind is playing. and cas is just like this isn’t what i wanted. maximum emotional angst

and finally, the og twist on the empty deal: dean gets taken instead of cas

these would all eventually have happy endings of course because my angst can never be without a happy ending, but i still gotta go for the emotional damage. not sure when i’ll actually write these, but i wanted to share

[deangenderism]

it’s the way i’ve only just worked out how to let ppl send anonymous asks when i’ve literally been on this hell site for over 3 years i’m so embarrassed

[deangenderism]

i can’t believe we’re in august now wtf ????

[my-life-revealed-blog]

Hurricane Shananigans

So today, my mom has work when all the other childcare facilities on cape are not open. Like what are you doing mom you could have easily given yourself a day off. But anyways, gotta thank my girl Sandy for giving me a free day off ! Today will now consist on reading Fifty Shades Of Grey by EL James, Tumblr, Facebook, and music. Until, the power goes out. Dreading that moment.