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A little birthday something for Ainhoa who wished for: “The scene in 10x18 when Cas and Metatron go to the library to get the tablet and the grace. I’d love LOVE to have the moment when Cas finds his grace inside of El Quijote - SN: 10x18
Happy birthday beauty!!

You’re a Freaking Badass

Summary: The reader comes back from her friend’s wedding annoyed as all gets out because people don’t know how to mind their own business and Dean helps her calm down and remember that those people and their opinions don’t matter.

Word Count: 1189

Warnings: Mentions of weddings

A/N: I usually don’t write about specific events in my life, but dammit I just really needed to vent, and I also need Dean Winchester to comfort me, so here y’all go. Weddings suck. (And weddings in your hometown with all those people you grew up with and all of your parents’ friends suck even worse)

Dean looked up from the video he had been watching when the front door of the bunker opened. Y/N came in, her shoes dangling from her fingers and her hair a tangled mess from driving with the windows down.

“Hey, sweetheart,” Dean greeted. “How was the… reception…?”

When she walked by him without so much as a nod, he trailed off and furrowed his brow while watching her stalk towards her room. Well, something had happened at her friend’s wedding reception and there was no way Dean was about to let her fester away in whatever negative emotion was coursing through her body. So he shut his laptop and strolled after her.

“What’s up, Y/N?” asked Dean when he leaned up against the door jamb. She was angrily trying to unzip her dress, but was having no luck.

Finally she huffed in defeat and turned her back to him. “A little help?”

Well, Dean knew better than to get on her bad side when she was in a mood. So he quickly helped her unzip before walking over to her bed while she undressed and pulled on her sweats and an oversized tee.

As soon as she was dressed down, she whirled around and pointed an accusing finger at Dean. “You! Are not allowed to get married for at least a year.”

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“Stupid Freckles” - Digital Oil Painting

This picture wanted my soul. (See what I did there? Hehe) OMG, freckles and scruff and eyelashes… this was so difficult! But I wanted to do Jensen justice and in the end, I am super happy with how this turned out. He is just stupid pretty, ugh.

This is NOT a Photoshop filter, every stroke is painted by me.

Gasping for Air

Dean x reader
Warnings: smut…definitely the smut. Is biting a warning??

A/N: my first smut Drabble (or smut piece of any kind) so…be gentle with me! Thank you for reading <3

He captured the heavy, heated gasp that slipped out of you with his mouth, his own growl not lost on you despite your swimming mind. Calloused fingertips slowly driving their way down your body, gripping your flesh like it could disappear in an instant; there was poetry in the way that he touched you.

Uttering his name came easily to you as those lips, those sinful, terrible lips of his, wrote love songs against your skin. Lungs on fire. Scalp burning as strong fingers raked through your hair and unceremoniously pulled, tugged, until you were begging. Voice struggling, strangled against pleasure like you’d never imagined.

Bodies weren’t made to move like this, you thought for a moment. Weren’t made to be puzzle pieces, pieces that slotted together and danced as if they were floating over the surface of the moon. But he was heavy, and warm; so unbelievably warm. And you were the compliment to every single move he made. Touches felt like fire over his skin, so intense for him that he had no choice but to sink his teeth into the beautiful flesh of your shoulder, grasping at straws, begging silently for more and more and more despite how his body shuddered and convulsed against yours.

The world lit up then. Everything bright, and dark, and loud, and silent, all at once. Colors like you’d never felt washed into you, filled your veins with vibrant crimsons, bright sea greens and ocean blues, warm and inviting oranges and yellows. You’d never gasped for air so happily before, the tragedy in the sounds you made echoing against each and every wall that surrounded your two entangled bodies. He was breathless, clutching you to his chest, face buried into your neck, murmuring senseless words that, when strung together, held absolutely no meaning.

But to you, they meant everything.

He loved you; and that’s all you’d been waiting for.

anonymous asked:

Cas is about to do something stupid - he's gonna go after Lucifer again. There's nothing that Dean or Sam can do or say that all stop him; they gave up trying after a while. They're about to part, and Dean pulls Cas to the side. He takes off his ring, holds it out, grabs Cas' hand and places it on his finger. When he inevitably receives the head tilt, he replies "I'll be waiting for you. So when you're about to get yourself killed, think of me" and Sam is freaking out in the background

Originally posted by all-you-need-is-spn


What do you think, I’m gonna tell Dick “I think he ate him, but I didn’t see it”?

I know others have discussed the state of Castiel’s wings and how broken they are.  Originally I attributed it to the angels’ falling (despite knowing that he did not fall in the same way), but then I compared his wings to Gadreel’s burnt wings we saw in season 9: 

Castiel’s wings weren’t burnt from falling like Gadreel’s.  Or at least, it definitely doesn’t look that way.  What is left of Gadreel’s wings looks to be in somewhat decent shape, and not many feathers seem to fall off when he spread them.  Castiel’s, however, look severely damaged; they shed so many feathers once he spreads them, the bones look frail and thin, and the feathers themselves look practically dead. 

The state of Castiel’s wings are from something much worse than the expulsion of the angels from heaven.  Being killed several times, being human, stealing other angels’ graces, and ultimately, I think, falling in love with humanity and more specifically the Winchesters (in my opinion - platonic/familial love for Sam, romantic love for Dean).  Helping them so much has cost him everything he knew and was, and I wish that they could see the result and realize exactly how much this one angel has done and sacrificed for them.

(gifs not mine)

True Love’s Kiss: Sam/Dean vs Sleeping Beauty

I can’t take full credit for this because I originally read about it somewhere on livejournal (i think ???) a long time ago, but I interpreted it a bit differently so I’m tweaking the original idea. I don’t remember what parts of this I came up with myself and which parts the original poster did, so if anyone knows the article I’m talking about, hit me up so I can credit it. Also apologies for my poor writing, I’m tired and it’s like 40 fucking degrees Celsius in my bedroom right now.

Supernatural is mostly based on mythology and lore but it occasionally touches on fairytales too. We obviously all know the story of Sleeping Beauty, right? Cursed damsel in distress falls into a death-like sleep only to be reversed by true love’s kiss. Basically Sleeping Beauty is exactly what happened over the course of Supernatural season 2. 

First of all, you’ve got the curse. This is the season that Supernatural really started to explore the “Sam is cursed” plotline, and Dean has to save him. I won’t elaborate because you’re probably already familiar with this, but Sam is cursed is significant. 

Then of course, there is the death-like sleep, although in Sam’s case it’s more of a sleep-like death. In All Hell Breaks Loose Part 2, the episode starts with Sam lying on a mattress with Dean watching over him. Sam doesn’t really look dead. He is facing towards Dean, his hands are casually folded on his abdomen, there is no indication of his physical injury, and he more or less looks like he is sleeping. Familiar?

Dean is watching over him, obviously playing the part of the “saviour” or “knight in shining armour” (which in this fairytale (and most others) turns out to be the true love). 

Then of course, my favourite part, the kiss. After Dean’s heart-wrenching monologue about his duty to save Sam (once again, knight in shining armour much?), Dean goes to make a deal with a demon to bring Sam back from the dead. A deal that is sealed with a kiss. Of course there is the unfortunate difference that Dean didn’t kiss Sam on the lips, but the kiss was for Sam. In Sleeping Beauty, the kiss instantly wakes Aurora up from her sleep, and that’s exactly the same here. After Dean’s kiss it instantly cuts to Sam’s eyes opening. Dean’s kiss broke the curse. 

Sam was saved by true love’s kiss. Now I’m not saying that Dean is Sam’s true love… except that is in fact exactly what I’m saying. Whether you interpret that as incestuous or not is totally up to you (*cough* I do), but the parallels were pretty strong in this one.

You know what I love about our Supernatural family?

It is like a safe house and I can be myself here, I am included. Personally, that’s not something I get a lot because I am different. I’m not like everyone else, I’m not “cool,” but it’s okay because here, in this family, I don’t have to be. The Supernatural family is sometimes all that keeps me going. 

I’ve noticed that a lot of our family members struggle with mental illnesses such as depression, anxiety, BPD, etc. and they speak about their struggles and tell us how this fandom and this show and these actors/actresses have changed their lives. People feel comfortable enough to openly tell their battle stories here. They talk about their struggles with suicidal thoughts and how, not only the amazing actors on this show, but we as a family, have inspired them to keep fighting.

Guys, we have literally saved people’s lives by just loving them and supporting them through this fandom family. Most of us have never even met each other, yet we’re all more than willing to love and support each other regardless of sexual orientation, skin color, religion, or gender. That is such a great thing that I want to take the time to acknowledge and appreciate, especially because, once upon a time, it saved me.

In this family I feel accepted, included, and important no matter what and I think that is such an important thing to have. I am honestly so proud to say that I am part of the Supernatural family, thank you all so much. I love all of you guys!