ok so last night i had a dream that dean winchester was bitten by….

a wereduck.

yes, a wereduck. and it didn’t give him any kind of special powers or bloodlust or other murderous compulsions. he literally just remained the exact same dean because there really isn’t anything special about wereducks, apparently.


every month for a week he had to turn into a duck.

and like. when the duck bit him he had no idea it was wereduck. he just. turned into a duck for a full week. and sam was panicking and frantically looking for him until a week later this fuckin. duck. just waddles into the bunker. and sam is like, “how did a DUCK get in here?” and then right before his eyes the duck transforms back into dean. and dean is just like “dude, i got bitten by a wereduck.” and sam was like, “what. the. FUCK.” 

and then my dream ended.

Castiel drowns himself over and over every night and then again every morning. He holds himself under water and breathes in deep so his lungs are filled with the only thing he thinks can kill him now. A flood of warmth washes over him as he embraces the call of the light. There is no pain, no worry, no strife. All he longs for is peace. 

This is dramatic, perhaps. But, after several millennia he is entitled to a bit of self indulgence. 

Dean rolls over, sound asleep, and presses his face into Castiel’s shoulder. Several billion years watching the Earth reach the state of human domination and this is what slows him down and forces him to pay absolute attention. 

He has always been a glorious soldier of god, there can be no doubt. After all, his sin has never been from his service. His sin is Dean. Heaven has declared Dean a distraction from the glory of God’s mission and the true purpose of Heaven. 

That doesn’t make sense. Humans are the mission. They always have been. If God had truly wanted the apocalypse in all its drama and splendor He would have had it years ago at Stull. The creator of Heaven and Earth couldn’t be stopped by a handful of stubborn creations. He has humored them. God wants angels to ascend to a higher state of being and understanding. Their father does want them to have free will. He just hasn’t felt the need to tell them that. 

No matter. Castiel chose years ago. Barely a second within the timeline of his own existence. He can recall every second of his life up to the point that he rescued Dean Winchester from hell. Yet, miraculously, every second thereafter has ticked slower than the ones before. 

Castiel smiles and rubs his knuckles against Dean’s stomach. “I love you.”

Dean’s brow furrows. He can hear Castiel. No smile comes, but Dean moves closer and throws a leg over Castiel’s body. 

“Mm. Love you, too, Cas.” Dean sighs and settles back into deep sleep. 

He dreams of a child’s laugh. Sam’s maybe… or his own not often enough heard. Castiel smiles and pets Dean’s hair, but doesn’t dare disturb such a beautiful dream.

Posts on: February 28th

Summary: After the events of I’m No Angel, Castiel finds himself exiled from the safety of the bunker. He takes to wandering, but the money Dean gives him runs out all too soon. Luck, or perhaps divine providence, lands him on the Amish farm of Jacob and Lydia Beiler. 

The Beilers take Cas in, and he learns to do farm chores and care for the Beilers’ apiary. Despite the Amish’s general distrust of outsiders - Englischers - the strange man who can understand their language and isn’t afraid of hard work seems a natural fit amongst them. Castiel thinks he might just go ahead and stay - the placid farmland seems like a good place to heal his broken heart, and maybe forget the man who broke it.

Meanwhile, Dean finds himself so wracked with guilt, he can barely sleep, has no appetite, and can’t stand to see his own face in the mirror. He can’t decide which transgression is worse; the fact that he threw Cas away or that Sam’s unwillingly - and unwittingly - possessed by an angel. Charlie comes for a visit and decides to stay, and it takes her no time at all to call Dean on his bullshit. 

With her help and encouragement and a plan to deal with the angel in Sam later, Dean and Charlie set out to find Cas and bring him home. But when they find him, Dean’s surprised that Cas doesn’t want to come home, leaving Dean to face some difficult truths about himself - and how he feels about Castiel. 

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Chester by WinJennster

Summary: At the bottom of the box was a lumpy something wrapped in tissue. He frowned and pulled it out, turning it over in his hands before tearing the wrapping free.

It turned out to be a battered stuffed clown fish, orange and white, and a little dirty and ragged - obviously well loved. Dean sat down on his cot, unfolding the note carefully printed in blocky letters on My Little Pony stationery.

Dear Soldier, (he didn’t even correct it that time)

I’m sorry you have to miss Christmas with your family. This is Chester. He’s my best friend and he keeps me safe from monsters. But I think you need to be safe more, so I’m sending him to you. Please take good care of him. 


Claire Novak

Comments: 10/10. Extremely sweet and fluffy. The cutest thing ever and I love it so much. Inspired by a tumblr post and a true story of the marine who receives the same package.

purgatory-maybe86  asked:

Hello please, can you tell me any destiel fanfics suggestions on ao3?

Ooh I suppose I could send you a few.

My favorite of all time is “Feast of Assumptions” by Amazonia_8. Also “It’s a Hell of a Town” fulfills all my kinks.

“Painted Angels” and all its continuations are truly superb. Then again, everything by @winjennster is.

@tfw-destiel-cockles-misha just wrote a very sweet one shot called “Life, Death, and the Sweet Taste of Honey”.

Same with anything by @destieldrabblesdaily , @whelvenwings and @almaasi​. You can find their Ao3’s here and here and here.

Of course, I wrote a bunch of destiel as well (and cockles, if you’re into that) which you can find here.

Happy Reading!!!


winjennster  asked:

But the real question here - what did Mr. Mittens, a member of the mix tape generation, think about that scene?

I honestly don’t know how to ask him without being too obvious about it. And I’m kinda scared to at this point. I think we’re close to something here, some sort of using their words moment.

Seriously I feel like I’m on Willy Wonka’s terror boat approaching the end of s12.

I really hope they do something absolutely undeniable, but if not that’ll be my first question after he watches 12.23.

So why did Dean make Cas a mix tape, then?

At the beginning of the season, that was my deadline for the end of this little experiment, so saying something now with only three weeks to go after more than four years (almost five!) of this nonsense would be like Willy Wonka deliberately crashing the terror boat just before they arrived at the dock. I can’t bear it.


Shipping time is long, so the price is low. When shipping time is short, price will go up (in about a week).

If you want to order these in bulk (more than 5), let me know and I will give you a coupon code. 

I’ll be making “Dean is bi” and “Destiel exists” hats very soon.

okay but can season 12 have an amnesia episode? consider:

  • dean gets selective amnesia and forgets about hunting/the supernatural. maybe a spell. whatever
  • sam having to teach dean how to hunt, using all the techniques Dean used to teach him
  • all the meta. ( “do people really believe you’re an fbi agent with that hair?” “oh, yeah, this car is really inconspicuous. nice, though.” “you’re telling me the apocalypse happened… and no one on earth seems to care?”)
  • sam wistfully recalling some of the people they’ve loved and lost
  • dean being clumsy and fumbling with holy water
  • sam being the Big Protective Hero and Dean being all ‘man who taught you this stuff’
  • dean staring at castiel and being like ‘where are your wings’ and cas being like ‘boy is that a long story’
  • sam and cas sighing in unison while watching dean play with the men of letters scimitar like exhausted parents
  • dean’s faith in god restored, especially after meeting castiel, and sam not wanting to shatter the glass
  • sam asking cas if they have to restore dean’s memories - why can’t they just let him be happy - why can’t they set him free - but they both know they need dean in order to keep fighting 

winjennster  asked:

you need fluffs, I send fluffs. Cas and Dean playing with kittens while Jimmy takes pictures. Dean, Cas, and Jimmy on a date at the beach, Dean and Jimmy laughing because Cas is unimpressed with the sand. Dean and Jimmy sleeping in and Cas making them pancakes. Jimmy and Cas planning a surprise party for Dean's birthday. Make out sessions with Star Wars in the background. Jimmy and Cas holding up different colored panties on a shopping trip and playfully arguing over which ones to get for Dean.

Originally posted by soph-ts-love-13



La hundo, kiu amis Keats (’The dog who loved Keats’, translated from the Esperanto)

Our chat group pitching a movie to Wes Anderson: 

Max Argent-Marteau (played by @mishacollins) is a man working at a successful law firm. He’s an attorney who failed the bar seven times and is reluctantly hired by his father’s (played Bill Murray) firm. Relegated to the most boring, tedious cases, he spends his days obsessing over the object of his desire. He’s in love with the Hungarian cleaning lady (played by Tilda Swinton) who empties his waste basket every afternoon. She’s a one-eyed beauty and a chain smoker.

 In his obsession to learn everything about her he discovers that she’s on the run from an ex-husband, a Russian mobster (Adrien Brody) with a speech impediment and a proclivity toward using ninja stars to dispatch his enemies.

Max is best friends with a surfer (Owen Wilson) who only speaks Esperanto. He reads Shakespeare to his dog. His dog prefers Keats. Under his friends counsel, Max and the cleaning lady (whose name we never learn) run off together to Venthaven, chased by the Russian mobster. They document their journey on Instagram which of course, helps the mobster track them, because. DUH.

Max: How does he keep finding us??

Surfer: (in Esperanto) because you are fucking tagging pictures, Dumbass.

Max and his lover become an international sensation. The mobster has one of those tiny purse dogs. It’s his baby. Max posts an image of the purse dog, insulting it’s virility. The mobster vows to put a painful and horrendous end to Max.

Meanwhile, Max and the one-eyed Hungarian cleaning lady plight their troth with a blood bond, and exchange candy bracelets while squatting in a derelict YMCA. That’s where the mobster finds them, but suddenly an army of drones come to their rescue, piloted by a band of drone enthusiasts (headed by Edward Norton) they met on their trip. 

In the ensuing melee, the mobster’s ninja star ricochets off of a drone. Having mortally wounding himself, he falls into the Y’s empty swimming pool.

I’m tagging all my wifey’s. Even if they didn’t contribute to the madness directly, the stink of their sense of humor is all over this one.

@powerfulweak, @supernaturallynoble, @trekchik, @winjennster

Holiday AUs

- the “My refrigerator pie melted on the way to your house and I’m so embarrassed what the fuck should I do with- did you just make it into a fancy fucking desert” AU

- the “The plan is that we take leftovers and see who can make them the most edible/appetizing for dinner since the oven repairman still hasn’t shown up” AU

- the “The snow storm has gotten so bad that the repairman is staying for dinner, and DAMN they’re hot” AU

- the “Mom and dad this is my partner, I just realized how much they’re like my father, oh my god I’m dating my father, what the fuck is happening, this is some fucking Freudian shit” AU

- the “I’m sorry that we ran out of coffee, honey, the snow has made it impossible to get to the grocery store, are you really not going to talk to me at all, TALK TO ME, PLEASE” AU

- the “So, you got me an amazing present and I didn’t get you anything because I didn’t know that we were doing presents because you’re just a close friend (who I happen to be in love with) and, oh, this is supposed to be a declaration of love, oh well in that case, come to the bedroom, I’ve got a great last minute gift idea” AU

- the “I bought you the perfect gift but I didn’t realize that you’d be opening it in front of your entire extended family and it’s definitely not something you should open in front of your little nieces” AU

- the “I didn’t realize you’re family used so much mistletoe, it’s like I’m walKING THROUGH A FUCKING MINEFIELD” AU

As always, tag me if you use them, because I love to read them (even if they’re not one of my usual ships)!