Shit. The thing with DeanCas.

Is that it makes you want to explain love a billion different ways.

They make you want to talk about love in the form of simple kisses underneath foliage of trees but also in sprawling metaphors of the universe’s energy and celestial bodies.

They make you want to define love through the the written word, the spoken word, the sung word, the drawn word. And you write a hundred thousand sentences, and you sing their ‘i need you’s, and you immortalize their faces on paper, and you speak in the tongue of the greatest love story that has ever been told.

They make you want to find love in a monstrous world; or in classroom halls, or in warm coffee shops, or in a little house with a garden, or by the ocean or maybe sea.

And the greatest thing, really, is this:

They make you want love to happen. Not even to yourself. But to somebody else. 

I don’t know about you.

But fuck.


Deancas Time Travel AU: Every year on the same day, like clockwork, Dean Winchester would get a visitor from a mysterious man who claimed he could leap through time. It was only after the visits became more erratic that Dean realized the man was actually a prisoner trapped in a time loop, and Dean is the only fixed point in time that he can latch on to. When the enigmatic traveler, weakened with every jump, seems to finally disappear for good, Dean and his brother Sam embark on a journey to find him before he’s ripped apart. Before long, Dean will realize that the only thing that can help him save Castiel is a bond so profound it will start unraveling the very fabric of time itself.


Your name is Hael.

It’s a name you’ve had since the beginning. You think your Father gave you that name, but you can’t be sure because you’ve never actually met Him. Your brothers and sisters tell you he’s gone and he’s not coming back. You believe them – why would they lie to you?

For a while, everything is as it should be. You carry out your Father’s will, watching over His other children – the humans. Your brothers and sisters seem to hold little affection for the ‘mud monkeys’, but you don’t mind them too much.

You grow more curious by the day at their perseverance even in the face of all the mean spirited tricks your siblings throw at them. In one delicious flash of disobedience you go to Earth and you walk among the humans, who even in their infancy fascinate you. You decide to leave a parting gift for mankind in the form of a vast and sprawling chasm – a grand, beautiful canyon that you craft with sweeping waters and wild winds and every last pebble placed with the utmost attention. You wish that you could see how it will surely leave all who see it breathless, but you’ve already been there too long. Earth doesn’t come close to the paradise of Heaven, but it’s beautiful enough to you.

The angels grow tired. Father is still absent and he’s left no instructions on how to proceed. The humans have turned themselves in to war-loving and self destructive savages. They destroy all the beauty Earth once held, what you and your siblings worked so hard to create. Paradise is in jeopardy.

Your brothers and sisters hatch a plan.

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