on-the-Impala

anonymous asked:

Do you think on the ride home Dean took off his flannel and made Cas put it on to replace his bloody shirt?

“I really am alright, Dean. You don’t need to sit back here with me.”

Dean ignores Castiel’s reassurances, just like he has been ignoring them for the last fifteen minutes.

Dean?

“Cork it, Cas! Mom’s drivin’, Sam’s shotgun, and I’m back here with you, makin’ sure you’re really holdin’ it together. That’s just the way it’s gonna be so stop tryin’ to fight me on it!”

Both Mary and Sam give each other wide-eyed looks, but stay quiet—knowing that Dean is still processing everything that had happened back in the barn. He’s still drowning in the feeling of being out of control, and it’s driving him absolutely nuts.

“Here, Ma” Dean grunts, shoving the Impala’s keys at the woman and then turning back to tend to his angel.

She swiftly nods and takes the keys before ushering her other son around the far side of the car—and then, all at once, they climb in to join Castiel, who has already been carefully placed in the backseat by Dean’s steady hands.

“Does it hurt anywhere?” Dean asks—slightly calmer now but his voice still has a rattle to it.

“No, Dean. I’m feeling fine—just like I said before.”

“Well, you don’t look fine. You’re kinda pale. Sam, doesn’t he look pale to you?”

Sam turns around and gives Cas a sympathetic look before shrugging silently at his older brother, knowing that his opinion doesn’t really matter right now anyway.

“Yeah, see—Sam thinks so. You should lean back a bit.”

“These seats don’t recline, Dean.”

Dean frowns at him. “Then scoot down a little! Jesus, Cas … I’m just tryin’ to make sure you’re okay!”

“I am okay … I have already told you—”

“Scoot down, Castiel!” Mary grits  firmly from the front of the car—glaring at him through the rearview mirror, eyes flicking back and forth between the angel and her eldest son.

He wants to protest again, but then Castiel nods, finally understanding that the only one not fine right now, is Dean, and doing what he asks—no matter how pointless it is, will make him feel a little better … a little more useful. Cas scoots down in his seat.

Dean smiles, happy that his friend is finally listening to him. “Alright then … better?”

Castiel stops himself from rolling his eyes. “Yes … better.”

The proud smirk that immediately graces Dean’s face seems to trim away the tension in the car—until the moment that the folds of Cas’s coat fall away, exposing the dirty, blood-stained white button up beneath. “Oh … shit, man! That looks bad!” the man yelps as soon as he sees it.

Castiel squints and cocks his head to the side, finally following Dean’s eyes down to where the usually clean looking garment, is now a tattered mess strewn about his body. “Oh. Yes, well … I can just—” Cas begins, already lifting his hand to will the mess away, but he stops mid motion—cutting the magic short because the man beside him is starting to fidget in his seat. “Dean? What are you …”

Dean teeters back and forth, wriggling from side to side in the confined space until he finally manages to free one of his arms from the black coat and plaid overshirt that he’s wearing.

“Hold on … almost …” Dean soon rocks all the way over until his head is practically in Cas’s lap—but he doesn’t seem to notice because he’s too focused on freeing his other hand. “There!” he yelps victoriously, finally holding up the plaid shirt for everyone in the car to see.

Sam nods and Mary holds back a chuckle, and Cas just continues to stare at the man—confused and slightly annoyed by everything that he’s doing.

“Okay, Cas. Your turn” Dean says after another moment, eventually turning happy eyes back on the angel.

“My turn?” Cas asks, feeling suddenly nervous about what he’s expected to do.

“Yep” Dean chirps, looking Castiel up and down with a long pull. “Strip and put this on.” He holds the flannel out towards him, but he doesn’t hand it to the angel just yet, as if he’s planning on dressing him himself … and at this point, Cas wouldn’t be surprised if that’s what Dean had in mind.

“Dean …” Castiel grumbles again, now—rolling his eyes for all to see. “You realize that I can fix this, don’t you?”

Dean only grips the shirt tighter in his hand.

“I am an angel … I have the power to—”

“Just put on the damn shirt!” All three Winchesters bark in unison.

And that makes the angel finally throw up his hands in defeat. “Alright!” he exclaims, quickly sitting straight and leaning forward so that he can work his body free from his coat. But before he can completely shimmy it off, Dean’s hands are on him, fiddling with the buttons of Cas’s dirty white shirt. “Um … what are you doing?”

Helping” Dean snaps, but his cheeks are turning red and his hands are starting to shake against the angel’s chest.

Cas stares at him a moment, and then up to the front of the car where Sam and Mary are vehemently avoiding eye contact with anything but the road. So he turns back, just as Dean undoes the final button and pushes the cloth aside, displaying every inch of Castiel’s unmarred skin.

The man then stills for some time—never looking away and holding his breath until the second Castiel is finally able to speak.

You see, Dean … I’m all healed.”

Dean quirks up the side of his mouth, but his face quickly falls flat again, while his eyes bounce away and back several times, seeming torn as to where to look now.

After that, it only takes another minute for Cas to slip out of the ruddy, old shirt and into Dean’s flannel—and for the first time since they left the barn, Dean doesn’t interfere, nor do Mary and Sam act like anything is happening just behind their heads. In fact, the frenzied tone of their drive has seemed to mellow, and even Dean appears to have settled down; although, his hands still twitch with the need for something to do … which doesn’t go unnoticed by the angel at his side.

Castiel sighs, flicking his eyes down towards the soft plaid that’s now draped over his own shoulders—the fabric is warm and smells like Dean; so just as he begins to fasten the last two buttons, he purposely skips one—so the thing is now bunching up across his stomach. “There” he confirms, drawing Dean’s focus back to the task at hand, and of course—Dean notices the mistake instantly.

“Ah—jeez, Cas … you’re helpless, ya know that?” Dean mutters with a smile, reaching over eagerly to straighten out the buttons and get them all in the right order.

But Castiel just smiles too, taking the moment to take in the worried Winchester—his charge, his family … a man that he loves—and he nods. “You’re right. What would I do without you?”

♥ ART ♥

art by mallaydraws

art by saawek

art by sketchydean

The best thing to hold onto in life is each other by tugophelly

Let me hold you, my sweetheart by reaperlove77


♥ FIC ♥

The Ark by pimentogirl
The Ark, a triple class interstellar craft, offering the opportunity to travel between colonies regardless of Tier Status…
…and the last place left to look…

bonus: art!

Batman & Mcdonalds Makes for a Perfect Love Story by smack-that-assbutt
“Hmm. Well, I suppose if you’re looking forward to a little more, we can always make a second date for next week,” Castiel’s eyes are bright and hopeful as he looks up to smile at Dean, who bites his lips and leans closer as Castiel speaks. Their hands brush on the hood of the Impala. “And then, hopefully,” he whispers, leaning in closer and letting his warm breaths tickle Dean’s neck, “a third date after that, and a fourth, and a fifth…”“Woah, Cas, you gonna start planning our wedding next?”

In which Dean and Castiel share their first date on Valentine’s Day, and Castiel has some strong opinions about The LEGO Batman Movie.

By Any Other Name by edgarallanrose
“What?” Dean asked.
“You just called Cas sweetheart,” Sam said, a grin spreading across his face.
“No I –“ Dean looked at Cas, who nodded solemnly in confirmation. “Shit I – I didn’t mean to!”
“What would we call that? A Freudian slip?” Sam asked, now openly snickering. Dean felt all his blood rush to his face.
“Shut up, Sammy,” he mumbled. “Sorry, Cas.”
“I really don’t –“ he began, then, thinking better of it, “it’s fine. You’re welcome, regardless.”
Dean couldn’t look at him the rest of the day.

bonus:

Speak Again, Bright Angel by edgarallanrose
As Dean waited in line he glanced around. There were pink and red paper hearts dangling from the ceiling and taped to the windows. There was a little rack by the door displaying Teddy Bears with chocolate boxes attached to their arms. Dean frowned. He checked the date on his phone.
“Shit,” he swore under his breath.

Don’t Call Her Sweetheart by dudewhatswiththeshorts | T, 6.2k
Kelly Kline dies and the nephilim child has nowhere to go. Well, that’s not completely true. She could go to the bunker with the Winchesters. Dean’s not too keen on that idea, but Sam and Castiel don’t care. Nephilim or not, she’s still a baby and therefore needs a family. Luckily Dean finds his inner mother and learns to love the baby. Although his constant nurturing, well… it’s kind of interfering with his relationship with Cas.
AKA a fic where Dean stops coming to bed so he can watch over a baby and also Cas gets jealous.

Do You Remember? by sixxstiel
Dean recalls a few key moments in his and Cas’ relationship
[warning: major character death]

First Impressions by oceanbluecas
Meeting at the altar, two strangers are joined in marriage. Castiel didn’t expect the sweet smile, the bright eyes, or the fierce protective offer. He didn’t expect Dean.

bonus:

Second Chances by oceanbluecas
Four days into their honeymoon, Castiel and Dean were absolutely miserable.

First Impressions by profound-boning
So what if the customer was super pissed for no good reason? Dude was hot. Dean could appreciate that.

Good-bye my sweetheart by lgoodrowblog

Grocery Store Valentine by crossroadsangelcastiel
Dean and Castiel go grocery shopping. Valentine’s Day fluff ensues.

Hallmark Holidays by winvhesters
it’s a certain couple’s first valentine’s day as a normal human people, and dean always likes to go all out with romantic gestures. castiel has a different opinion, about everything as far as the holiday goes. also, there’s a surprise! (it’s a good one i promise!)

Hello, Sweetheart by ripuptheending
In which Dean and Castiel argue over blow jobs and Dean has a serious Han Solo fetish.

just to hear your voice by pomegranatedaffodil
Captured by the British Men of Letters and cut off from his Grace, Castiel assumes that it won’t be long before Sam and Dean arrive to rescue him. But as the days pass with no sign of the Winchesters, he begins to realize that he will have to be the one to secure his own freedom, with his love for Dean to guide him home.

Left-handed Sweetheart by Hatsonhamburgers
It’s Valentine’s Day at Lawrence High, and a Cas is salty about the whole thing. Until he gets a carnation from a secret admirer, that is.
Will Cas find out who it is? Will he quit being bitter about love?? Will it be Dean Winchester??? Will there be hot sexual situations????All the answers to these questions (plus ones you didn’t even ask) and more!

The Life I Want by areiton
It’s ordinary, the hunt and everything in the aftermath. It’s what they’ve done a thousand times—but it’s not all he wants.

Lyft Me, Sweetheart by taymeelove
Castiel’s car broke again. He calls in a Lyft to bring him to work, who he got and what he got out of it was more than Castiel could have hoped for.

Nothing ever smells of roses by alxdiamond
It’s going well, until it isn’t. Dean knows how addiction works, how addicts work, but he still somehow expects it to be different with Cas.

(Not So) Fallen Angel by deannathegeek
A different kind of hunt.

Of Coffee and Courtships by GeekPrincess
This is the story of Dean and Castiel and falling in love; one coffee at a time.

Oh, Sweetheart by just-another-busy-fangirl
Castiel is upset, and Dean has to figure out why.

Piece By Piece by DeadlyKittenKay
There has been a death in the family. One that while doesn’t surprise, doesn’t hurt. How will Castiel come to terms with his conflicted heart?

Scarlet by fpwoper
Castiel finds Dean in coma in a hospital. Will he be able to save his love?

still our hands match by teacass
Castiel suspects Dean has been hunting alone more often now that both Castiel and Sam have left the bunker, but he rarely allows himself to think about that. There’s nothing he can do about it now — Dean had said as much, right to his face, the bitter ‘yeah, it’s over’ still ringing in his ears even months after that night.

Sugar and Salt by hautesauce
Dean thoughtlessly calls Castiel a pet name one too many times. Two can play at that game.
Salty!Cas and Oblivious!Dean star in the Deancas-Sweetheart Challenge!

Sweeten My Heart by breathingdestiel
Cas is in love with his best friend who is straight and could never love him back. But why is Dean all of a sudden calling him sweetheart, sunshine, and other pet names? Is it possible that Cas’ love isn’t unrequited after all?

The Troubles by taymeelove
In the little town of Haven, Maine, things are not what they seem. People can do things that shouldn’t be physically possible. This is the story of two of them.

There’s something about Misha by kitsunelovescas
Dean spends his evening with his hot new neighbor, helping him replace the front door to his apartment and generally being a nice guy, but there’s just something weird going on with Castiel’s cat, Misha.

Untitled by caslikescoffeeandfreckles
1k, au, meet cute

What humans do for fun by noxsoulmate
The best way to spend a day between hunts is relaxing – or with a snowball fight for the whole family.

The world is not beautiful, therefore it is by randomdestielfangirl
Cas tries (and fails) to have the perfect Valentine’s day date with his boyfriend.  

anonymous asked:

Hi! If you're not too overrun by requests, could you make a name aesthetic for my girlfriend? Her name's Audrey and she's got freckles, thick red hair and an adorable nose. She's funny and mean, and really smart but also immature and oblivious sometimes. Even though she's mean she can be really loving and sweet. She's lustful and she loves coffee. She's into witchcraft and gardening and punk/classic rock. Thank you <3

Oh, she sounds badass! Hope this does your gal justice. 💋

Audrey. She is the rose bush beaten by storms that refuses to cease it’s blossoms. She is the match striking the paper and the rings of saturn. She is a hidden garden and hands gripping a waist with unmatched fervor. She is the tiger’s sneer and an angel’s kiss. She is Audrey- the flames born from Venus. 

impala-dreamers-mainfrigginblog  asked:

Drabble!!!! Me please!!! ♡♡♡ Sam...tears.


There was a distinct lack of tears when you were in the company of Sam Winchester. He usually took the brunt of anything that came your way, an absorptive surface for your worst emotions. His presence seemed to dull the lows and sharpen the highs, creating a joyful masterpiece out of your life experiences.

That wasn’t to say there weren’t ever tears, though. They appeared randomly, mostly at inopportune times, rudely interrupting pleasant moments. That was the life of a hunter. You could hold it together for only so long, no matter how strong you were, before it all came rushing out. It was only normal.

Sam wiped all those tears away, though, literally and figuratively. He took your face in his hands, brushing his thumbs under your eyes to clear them of the unwanted moisture. Then he would take you into his arms, providing you with a safe space to work out your emotions, while he whispered intimate complements to you. 

You’re the bravest person I’ve ever met. You’re stronger than you know. You make my life better. I could never live without you. 

By the time he had finished holding you close and encouraging you, your tears were dried up. And then he’d kiss you, red puffy eyes, sniffling nose and all. 

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Am I Dying?

Originally posted by marilynmay

Characters: Y/n, Castiel, Dean, Sam, Bobby

Pairing: Castiel x Y/n (GENDER NEUTRAL)

Warnings: Fluff, cute innocent Cas, kinda angst, scared Cas, teasing asshole Dean, cuteness!!

Word Count: 1096

Summary: Cas has problems adjusting to being human.

A/N: Ok, so this is some random ass fic that came about because of @bkwrm523​ and a cute ass little thing. Cas freaking out over random shit, it’s just too cute. Not sure how cute this came out, but I’m hoping you like it!!

Tagged Peeps: @waywardsons-imagines@whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname@sallyp-53@salvatorexwinchester@helvonasche @notnaturalanahi @wayward-mirage@riversong-sam@nerdflash @miss-miep @impala-dreamer@mypeopleskillsarerusty0203@greek-geek481@chelsea072498 @deals-with-demons@plaidstiel-wormstache@impalaimagining@deathtonormalcy56@scorpiongirl1​​ @the-latina-trickster@aingealcethlenn@squirels-angels-and-moose@meganwinchester1999@cubs2019-blog​  

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“Y/n! We found a hunt. Won’t be back for a few days. Look after Cas!”

Before you could run downstairs and object, the door slammed shut, followed by the sound of the car doors shutting.

You pulled the front door open, only to see the impala leaving a trail of dust and sand behind it, as they drove away from Bobby’s.

You groaned internally.

Cas was…a mess to be honest.

Something happened.

Somehow, he managed to become human.

Well, human was giving him a bit too much credit.

He was a depowered angel who had the mind of a toddler, it seemed.

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WinchestersxReader - Drabble #1

A/N: Turns out, I’m a writer still! Weird, right?
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You strolled out of the 7/11 with two grocery bags full of mostly supplies and a fuck ton of beer.

You were on your way to your best friend’s house and you knew her and her boyfriend had recently broken up, so you figured she could use something to dull the pain.

As you neared your car you realized a tall man in a leather jacket was standing next to his classic chevy impala was arguing with another man behind your car. You rolled your eyes, not wanting to deal with two angry men right now.

“Don’t be a dick!” You heard one of the two interject. This one was almost unnaturally tall, so you tried your best not to seem intimidated once you were just a few feet away from them.

“Excuse me?” You said, your voice calm but strong. They both stopped immediately, their heads snapping to your direction. “I need to be somewhere, so uh… beat it.” You pieced together the sentence, taken aback by the two. They were incredibly handsome, both wearing flannel, and both looking like they had already been in a fight earlier that day due to cuts along their faces.

They exchanged a look of dread with each other, and that’s when you noticed it.

Three long, wide scratches along the bumper of your car. Your eyes widened, anger boiling inside you. “You hit my car?” You asked, your voice dangerously level.

“It was an accident and we’re very sorry, but we have somewhere we need to be too, so… could we discuss this later?” The taller one questioned hopefully.

“You hit my car!” You exclaimed, “I don’t care if you’re superheroes on your way to save the fucking world, I’m gonna rip your throats out!”

They looked a little taken back by your sudden outburst, looking at each other for an idea. “Like my brother said, we’re sorry. We really do need to be somewhere though, it’s… it’s very important.”

You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose with your free hand. “Give me your phone numbers, I’ll call you tomorrow and we can sort this out.” You said, pulling up the contacts on your phone and handing it to the tallest man.

“Thank you so much.” He smiled sincerely as he took the phone, looking you in the eye. He typed away, apparently adding both of their numbers. He handed you the phone back and you glanced at the new contacts, curious of their names.

“Sam and Dean, huh?” You raised and eyebrow. Looking between them.

“That’s right.” The shorter one spoke up. “I’m Dean, and this is my little brother Sam.” He explained, gesturing to Sam.

“‘Little’?” You laughed, prompting Sam to laugh with you. You started walking towards your car, looking over your shoulder at the two. “I would say it was nice to meet you, but the circumstances were far from pleasant.” You smirked, climbing into your car.

Shuffle Tag

thank youuu @ivo-sims, @skarlet-sims and @hsilmis​ for tagging me, muchos kind

Rules: put your music on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people.

  1. fall out boy - i’m like a lawyer with the way i’m always trying to get you off (me & you)
  2. john mayer - war of my life
  3. the black keys - next girl
  4. tame impala - let it happen
  5. white lies - unfinished business
  6. childish gambino - the night me and your mama met
  7. blink-182 - feeling this
  8. band of horses - no one’s gonna love you
  9. editors - smokers outside the hospital doors
  10. fall out boy - i don’t care

ok so i’m bad at tagging so stop reading unless you want to consider yourself tagged, which is .. now. >:) 

Valentines (Cas)

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so, so sorry

So I realize I’ve sort of neglected this blog which I am so very sorry about. My personal life has been rocky lately so I’ve also found my self buried in Fantastic Beasts fanfiction; both writing it and reading it. Why? Cause I’m now hard core Fantastic Beasts trash. I haven’t even seen any of the new SPN   D: it’s becoming a problem. 

Anyway, I’m diving into my ask box to get to your lovely messages! 

Hope you all are having a great Sunday!

Happy Hunting!
~Chels

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Alpha looks like an Omega - drdean - Supernatural [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 18/?
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Dean x Reader
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Reader
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Reader-Interactive, Omega Verse, Omega Dean, Omega Dean Winchester, Alpha Sam, Alpha Sam Winchester, Fluff, Slow Burn, Reader-Insert, Thanksgiving, Impala, Hunter Dean, Hunter Sam, Men of Letters Bunker, Kansas, Team Free Will, Angel Castiel, Post-Season/Series 11, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, True Mates,
Summary:

You aren’t the typical alpha. At a petite 4'11" most people think that you’re an omega when they first look at you.

Dean is not the typical omega, where you look all omega, he looks all alpha.

Might be a match made in heaven….

This chapter is all smut.

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Imagine having your first kiss with Sam Winchester

Originally posted by couplenotes

Originally posted by out-in-the-open


Imagine having your first kiss with Sam Winchester
Couple: Sam x Reader
Warning: Fluff


Sam led her into the empty parking lot where his car was parked and she was pinned near the door by him as he pulled her into a heated kiss.


You felt your mouth being invaded and teeth clashed as Sam fisted your silky hair while you moaned at the taste of liquor on his tongue.

It was your first date with Sam.

The both of you went out to a bookstore and later, a bar.

Now, your back is against the Impala as Sam fiercely kissed you. Your lips were locked with his as he held on to your waist. 

And this was your first kiss ever.

Most girls wished for something romantic where the someone swept their feet away. Either with rain or snow falling.

But this was perfect for you. 

Why?

Because it was only him and you…

anonymous asked:

Playlist: I'm in love with u but u aren't over ur ex

The Other Woman - Lana Del Rey
The Less I Know the Better - Tame Impala
Self Control - Frank Ocean
Love - Lana Del Rey
Love is a Losing Game - Amy Winehouse
Winterbreak - Muna
Fallingforyou - The 1975
Lovesick - Peace
Fire Escape - Foster the People
If U Love Me Now - MUNA

make sure u message me and tell me if you liked the playlist 💜