#pluckydean

[envydean]

top 5 dean quotes??

This was super hard and they're mostly the ones off the top of my head. I'm sure there's some great Dean quotes I love that aren't on the list 🙂

1. I'm not strong enough (😭 yes you are)

2. I'm beyond saving. I know how my story's gonna end. It's at the edge of a blade or the barrel of a gun.

3. Fight the fairies!

4. I hope your apple pie was freaking worth it!

5. Love me some pie!

[frenchiestan]

okay hear me out. What if, WHAT IF after they find away to bring cas back from the empty they aren’t sure if it worked. and the camera just zooms in on dean’s face as it fades from waiting and hopeful to heartbroken and for a few moments it just hangs in that tragedy and loss but then from off screen we hear, cas, usually gruff but now oh so tender, say “hello dean” and the camera just stays on dean’s face as he turns around and a smile spreads across his face. and then fade to black

[perlukafarinn]

41.Witch/Familiar and 44.Blind Date for Dean/Cas?

(send me two tropes + a pairing)

Castiel sits in the corner booth of a small café and waits. He has read through the menu about five times now and now there is nothing for him to do but stare out the window and wonder if every person who passes by is there for him.

He hasn’t been on a date in a while, not since he began the search for his witch. Now that he seems to have found him, his brother Balthazar has decided that he needs to turn his attention back to his love life.

Not that Castiel is certain that he and his witch are a good match yet. He likes Dean and their magic is compatible but he hasn’t yet allowed Dean to learn his name or see his human form. They’re still getting to know each other, building up trust, and Castiel would much rather be focusing on that. 

The only reason he agreed to go on this date is because he knows he’s in serious danger of pining after Dean. He is a good looking man, kind and attentive to a fault, but mixing magic and romance is rarely a good idea. 

The doors to the café open, catching Castiel’s attention. His heart skips a beat when he sees that it is Dean who has entered. He is dressed in a nice, pale-blue shirt, looking around the café nervously.

He spots Castiel and begins to approach him, and Castiel’s stomach drops when he realizes why Dean is here.

He is Castiel’s blind date.

“Excuse me?” Dean asks. “Are you Casteel?”

“Castiel,” Castiel corrects faintly. 

Dean looks him over, brief enough not to feel inappropriate, and smiles. “Hey, I’m Dean.”

He holds out his hand. Castiel takes it, palm tingling at the touch. He has felt Dean’s hand on him before, softly petting his feathers or offering him a comfortable perch. It feels different touching him as a human, more charged somehow, and Castiel knows he’s not the only one who feels that way when Dean’s hand lingers, dropping reluctantly only when Dean takes his seat across from him.

“Not to sound like a cliché, but have we met before?” Dean asks. “You look kind of familiar.”

He’s looking Castiel right in the eye as he says that, and Castiel flushes when he realizes that he recognizes the color.

So much for not pining. 

Castiel opens his mouth, fully intending to explain the situation to Dean but something stops him. What if Dean, like him, has been raised to believe that magic and romance don’t mix? What if he’s one of those witches who wouldn’t dream of pursuing their familiar? Some of them do consider it a form of bestiality, as incredibly insulting as that is.

“I don’t think so,” he lies. “I’m certain I would remember.”

He can’t regret laying the lie on so thick when Dean blushes prettily at the compliment, smile turning softer.

“Just getting this out of the way, Balthazar told you that I’m a witch, right?” 

Castiel nods, even though Balthazar did nothing of the sort. “What did he tell you about me?” 

“Well, he didn’t tell me you were so good looking,” Dean says, and now it is Castiel’s turn to blush. “Didn’t tell me much, really. Just your name, that you are his brother, and that you work at the animal shelter downtown.”

Castiel nods in confirmation. He knows he should tell Dean the truth now, before this goes too far, but he can’t bring himself to do it just yet. He wants the chance to get to know Dean as a human, before Dean’s impression is inevitably colored by the fact that he spends half his time covered in feathers. 

The date goes well, near as Castiel can tell. Dean is even more attractive when he is trying to be, all confidence, compliments and teasing grins. He tells Castiel some things he already knows, about his craft and his recently acquired familiar, and some things he didn’t, mostly about his family which he is clearly very fond of.

They finish their lunch and leave the café together. Dean takes Castiel’s hand once they’re outside and Castiel lets him, heart pounding harder when Dean’s fingers intertwine with his own. 

“You live close by?” Dean asks.

Castiel nods mutely. He feels a strange mix of flustered and guilty, the two conflicting emotions making his stomach churn unpleasantly.

“Can I walk you home, then?”

Again, Castiel nods. He needs to tell Dean the truth before this date ends, he decides then. Keeping up the deception won’t just affect any potential romantic relationship but their connection as witch and familiar as well. 

He takes them the long way home, both wanting to put off an awkward conversation and to hold Dean’s hand just a little bit longer. Eventually, though, they arrive at his doorstep. 

“I had fun,” Dean tells him, and the way he says it warm and low makes it feel like more than a routine statement. 

“Me too,” Castiel says. He draws in a deep breath. “Dean, I-”

That’s as far as he gets before Dean leans in, kissing him softly. It’s a brief kiss, just barely long enough for Castiel to catch on and begin kissing him back before Dean pulls away.

“Sorry,” he says, licking his lips. “I didn’t mean to interrupt you, I just wanted-”

Castiel cups his cheek and pulls him in, shutting him up with another kiss. They’re both smiling like idiots when they part.

“Wow,” Dean breathes. “Um. I’ll call you?”

“Please do.”

It’s only once Dean is gone that Castiel realizes that he didn’t tell him after all.

That evening, Dean summons him. 

They’ve spent more evening together than not lately so it’s hardly a surprise, but it puts Castiel on immediate alert anyway. He takes flight from his living room window with trepidation, too nervous to enjoy it like he usually does.

In too short a time he’s arriving at Dean’s home, landing on a perch in his kitchen that Dean set up shortly after they met.

“Hey,” Dean greets, smiling. He has changed out of his previous outfit into tattered jeans and a faded t-shirt, the kind of clothes more appropriate for potentially messy spell casting. “That was quick.”

Castiel responds with a trill, feeling a rush of pride despite his anxiety. 

“How was your day?” Dean asks, smile widening when Castiel replies with another trill. He can’t actually understand Castiel in this form yet but he likes to pretend he does. “Yeah, mine too. I had a date, it went pretty great. Hot guy, looks adorable when he blushes.”

Castiel inclines his head, knowing that if he could blush now he would.

“He had beautiful eyes, too.” Dean gives Castiel a fond look. “Kind of looked like, yours, actually. Who knew I was such a sucker for blue eyes?”

Castiel fidgets, the pleasure at Dean’s flattery turning into heavy guilt. He can’t keep this from Dean any longer.

He shakes his wings, kicking himself off his perch and transforming midair. Dean’s eyes widen, expression going from delighted surprise to recognition to plain shock in moments. 

“I enjoyed the date as well,” Castiel says. “I was hoping there would be another but if not, I understand.”

Dean stares at him wordlessly.

“Just please tell me that I can remain your familiar.”

Dean opens his mouth. Closes it again. “You lied,” he finally says. 

“I did,” Castiel admits. “But I wanted to go on this date with you and I was afraid that it wouldn’t happen if you knew the truth.”

Dean looks him over. “Did you lie about anything else?”

“No! I haven’t ever lied to a date like this before. If we continue our relationship in any way, I promise to be honest with you from now on.” Castiel cringes, reluctantly adding, “Of course, I understand if you can’t trust my word.”

Dean’s expression is closed off, impossible to read. “Guess I don’t have to call you, then.”

Castiel’s stomach drops. “I - I suppose not.”

“Summoning’s a lot more convenient, anyway.” Dean smiles and relief floods Castiel. “Cheaper, too. I don’t have a great data plan.”

“Dean, I - thank you.”

“You’ll stay on as my familiar, right?” Dean asks. He takes a step closer, and Castiel can feel the pull between them; it’s magic but it’s more than that. “I know some people have issues with mixing magic and romance, but I’m willing to try if you are.”

In response, Castiel pulls him in for another kiss. 

[prayedtoyou]

🌻💫💛✨This is the Amazing Person Award! Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it is sweet to know someone thinks you’re amazing inside and out ✨💛💫🌻💜

[letsgobethegoodguys]

Ooooo, spn s1-5 for the ask game?

Ohhh, this is a good one, Bri!!

Season 2

Season 5

Season 1

Season 4

Season 3

[wanderingcas]

I'm loving la hantise so far!! I haven't read much spn fic the past year or so but the combo of the s15 midseason finale and la hantise has reignited my craving so THANK YOU! I can't decide if I want to start Passing Ships or TCOAT first so I think I'm just going to read them simultaneously lol I apologize in advance for the ridiculous amount of comments you'll be seeing from me (chamaenerion on ao3).

i’m so glad that you’re reading my fic!! ahhHHH 

i recommend starting either of them, although tcoat is definitely my more “seasoned” writing and i think of passing ships like a lil fledgling bird (it was the first long destiel fic i ever wrote and was definitely me finding my writing legs again after almost a decade of not writing at all) but i think both have their merits too!! both are very close to my heart. like children. little babies. baby yodas. 

anyway - comment away!! i would love to see your username pop up in my inbox a thousand times. 

[hemmswrth]

fall aesthetic moodboard for @siracha-and-fruit​

↳ cozy sweaters, long runs, black coffee, and cold, rainy days 

[justtheghostofnothing]

10 & 39? :)

10. favorite trope/element/scenario in fic?f a k e d a t i n g *coughs* @wanderingcasalso the whole ‘we act like an old married couple and everyone thinks we’re together but we haven’t figured our shit out yet’ thing39. favorite AU fic?i’ve read so many over the years but i’m much more a canon-verse/post canon person tbh. one that was perfectly nostalgic for me was the monster at the end of this book by inplayruns.send me a fanfic ask?