chubdean:


deancas au || it is not as it seems

In 1979, three comets landed on the outskirts of Dyersburg, Tennesee. They disappear as soon as they hit the ground, in their wake leaving nothing more than what will one day be known as the miracle tree.
In 1976, Dean Winchester is born.  He is three years old when the comets fall; witnesses them from the comfort of his fathers knee, in an old rocking chair on the back porch.  To this day, he remembers their light.
In 1993, Dean Winchester falls in love secretly.  The boy’s name is Castiel Novak, his family consisting of only him, his sister Anna, and his mother Naomi.  He takes Dean out underneath the miracle tree one night, and it’s there that they share their first kiss.  Dean thinks that the memory is almost as bright as those three falling stars.
In 1994, Dean begins to wonder why he tastes static and blue light in each one of Castiel’s kisses.  He begins to wonder why his hands are perpetually drawn to his back. 
In 1995, Dean finds out that Castiel is not what he appears to be.

chubdean:

deancas au || it is not as it seems

In 1979, three comets landed on the outskirts of Dyersburg, Tennesee. They disappear as soon as they hit the ground, in their wake leaving nothing more than what will one day be known as the miracle tree.

In 1976, Dean Winchester is born.  He is three years old when the comets fall; witnesses them from the comfort of his fathers knee, in an old rocking chair on the back porch.  To this day, he remembers their light.

In 1993, Dean Winchester falls in love secretly.  The boy’s name is Castiel Novak, his family consisting of only him, his sister Anna, and his mother Naomi.  He takes Dean out underneath the miracle tree one night, and it’s there that they share their first kiss.  Dean thinks that the memory is almost as bright as those three falling stars.

In 1994, Dean begins to wonder why he tastes static and blue light in each one of Castiel’s kisses.  He begins to wonder why his hands are perpetually drawn to his back. 

In 1995, Dean finds out that Castiel is not what he appears to be.

nebulasnovasandnightsky:

look if you unironically say ‘money can’t buy happiness’ then either you’ve never faced a real financial struggle or you’ve achieved enlightenment, because goddamn does financial security feel an awful lot like happiness when it’s something you’re not used to

martyrrdean:

a stranger is quietly writing down your life story, reflecting 
           on your birthdate, making up the story of the reason 
           of your death –
a stranger is quietly turning into yourself

                                                      - Sapardi Djoko Damono 

(x)

I love how often the things Metatron puts on paper end up having possible meanings he never once considered…

kevinfreakingsolo:

ᴅᴇsᴛɪᴇʟ ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ

sappycas vs. kevinfreakingsolo

ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ : ʙᴏᴜɴᴅ

kevinfreakingsolo:

ᴅᴇsᴛɪᴇʟ ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ

sappycas vs. kevinfreakingsolo

ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ : ʙᴏᴜɴᴅ

Dean and Cas’ Excellent Adventures in Purgatory

I have this sudden terrible desire to write or enable the writing of a fic, in which Dean, because of the Mark, or during detox from the throwing the First Blade away, or due to grief or some bizarre need to do penance post Season 9, etc etc…returns to Purgatory with the intent to stay for an indefinite amount of time. (Basically until he feels like leaving)

And Benny is like, “Brother! “

And Cas is like “Whatever you need of me Dean.”

And Sam is like “Dean, this is stupid, you need to come home.”

(Which Dean hmms at well he just keeps on killing Leviathans…)

And Chuck’s bewildered P.A  is like “Uhm, I just got a email.  The Leviathons are apparently facing threat of extinction.”

And Gabriel is like “Karma sucks. I SO did not sign on for the bullshit.”

second-breakfast-with-lucifer:

consultingsuperhero:

castielthelittleblackwingedangel:

darukachai:

carry-on-my-wayward-butt:

0hmycas:

Basically my theory is that people magically turn 50% hotter when they look beaten up and dirty

exhibit A

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Exhibit B

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we need to have a talk

holy shit

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 more like

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(pictures via mishasboobs and deanpicspams)

Dean is literally Gods example of this fucking theory. Jesus Christ. Dat purgatory look.

I actually would pay money for a series of episodes in which you had Dean, Cas, Sam and Benny all roaming around Purgatory, with Sam realizing he’s the chillest BAMF of their lot…

second-breakfast-with-lucifer:

consultingsuperhero:

castielthelittleblackwingedangel:

darukachai:

carry-on-my-wayward-butt:

0hmycas:

Basically my theory is that people magically turn 50% hotter when they look beaten up and dirty

exhibit A

image

Exhibit B

image

we need to have a talk

holy shit

Exhibit A

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Exhibit B

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 more like

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vs

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(pictures via mishasboobs and deanpicspams)

Dean is literally Gods example of this fucking theory. Jesus Christ. Dat purgatory look.

destielismahship:

Just some of my favorite destiel tumblr posts

snowlantern:

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