Cas, we’re getting out of here, we’re going home. / Let’s go find that idiot and bring him home. / Let’s go home. /
God I hope so.
I hope Jensen and Misha’s relationship is okay even though they have different opinions about Destiel. I hope Jared and Jensen can apologize to each other after a fight. I hope all of the cast can have a relatively okay relationship with each other. I hope they don’t fight to the point of the ‘cold shoulder’. I hope they’re all very happy.
the video wont load someone please tell me what happened????????
before i say what im about to say, i just want to let everyone know i have nothing against wincest shippers or wincest itself. i just feel like i need to say it. in the end, when it all comes down to one point, sam and dean do not have feelings for each other. they are not in love with each other, they do not wish to be together. sam and dean are brothers. yes, they love each other, but they are not in love. they don’t look at each other in a romantic way, nor do they look at each other in a longing way. again, i have nothing against wincest. i just want everyone to know that they are family. not lovers. they dont want to kiss each other, they dont want to sleep together. they want to be right where they are. travelling across the country. hunting. as family. nothing more.
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO
I HATE MY STUPID BRAIN
WHAT IF IN THE FINALE SAM AND DEAN ARE BOTH DEAD AND THEY VISIT EACH OTHERS HEAVEN AND THEN ONE DAY IN DEANS HEAVEN CAS WALKS THROUGH THE DOOR AND DEAN IS LIKE “Cas? I thought you were banned from heaven.” AND CAS IS LIKE “I seem to be dead actually.” AND DEAN SAYS “Why aren’t you in your heaven then?” AND CAS AND DEAN JUST STARE AT EACH OTHER AS THEY REALIZE THAT WHEN SOULMATES DIE THEY SHARE A HEAVEN AND THEY FINALLY ADMIT THEY LOVE EACHOTHER AND THEY KISS AND DESTIEL BECOMES CANON ASGHKSJABAJDKANKDOKDLDOSKJ
NOW IM CRYING
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“How long have you two been together?” Mary asks, smiling softly as Cas holds on to Dean just a few seconds longer.
Dean’s still in shock. His mother. He knows Cas is just happy to see him alive, just relieved that he didn’t go up in an explosion with the Darkness, but he can’t focus on the angel’s hug, can’t return it. He can only stare at his mother, beautiful and magical and very, very real.
Cas answers for him when he can’t find words. “Almost eight years,” he says.
Mary’s eyes widen, but she doesn’t say anything. She just nods, her smile growing wider as she watches them.
Dean finally registers what Cas has said, what Mary must think, but he’s got other things to concentrate on, and lets it slide. He’ll deal with it later.
Only he never does. He doesn’t deal with it over the next month while they look for Sam, while Dean adjusts to having a mother again. There’s no time, and he’s much more interested in protecting everyone than correcting Cas’ statement.
He doesn’t deal with it for the first couple of weeks that Sam’s home, as they recover from one more near-death experience. Sam is more important, and Dean is too busy basking in having an almost complete family to care.
He doesn’t deal with it the first time Mary mentions that Dean and Cas never touch in front of her. “I’m not a prude, you know. You’re allowed.” Cas frowns like he’s thinking, then shrugs and reaches for Dean’s hand. Dean wants to laugh, to tell Mary that it’s all a misunderstanding and now Cas is just taking her statement far too literally, that it doesn’t mean what she thinks. But Cas’ hand in his feels so solid, so familiar even though it’s never been there before, that he doesn’t say a word. Mary beams.
He doesn’t deal with it until Cas is staying in his bed every night, their limbs tangled and tired, bodies flushed and sweaty, pressing sweet kisses into each other’s skin sleepily, unable to stop smiling. They stumble out of Dean’s room for breakfast, looking particularly disheveled, and Mary grins knowingly.
“I can’t believe I’ve never asked,” she says over coffee, “but how did you two get together?”
“That’s a funny story, actually,” Dean chuckles, and explains how it was actually her that brought them here, finally.
Mary reaches out to brush her fingers through Dean’s hair. “I guess Amara really did give you everything you needed.”
Dean glances between his mother and Cas, knowing Sam will wake up and join them soon. “Yeah.” He swallows hard. “I guess she did.”




