requested by anon

I couldn’t make anything time-consuming and decided to practice anatomy instead, and thus : Grace-weapon!Castiel was my idea of practice. ( it’s probably the last drawing you will see before my vacation until feb.2 ( unless I find the time to draw while I’m over my girlfriend’s place.) 

SPN really need to put more money on special effects and CGI because ohhhhhhhhhhhh the awesome things they could do ~

Sam, Cas, and Dean walk past the Mirror of Erised and pause to look in.

Sam sees himself with Jess, both holding university diplomas, engagement rings on left hands.

Castiel sees his true form, towering high with majestic wings, protecting the world from evil.

Dean sees the reflection of himself, his brother, and his best friend. He thinks it’s just a normal mirror.

go sit in the fucking corner

WHO GAVE YOU THE RIGHT

…I just really want Cas to fumble with human emotions okay

So Misha is directing 9x17?

7x17:

8x17:

9x17:

I would say the show has made quite a tradition with this number… ;)

"I remember you."

"I need you."

"I love you."

EHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. 

BACK MUSCLES! SHOULDER MUSCLES! MUSCLES!

thank god someone posted this I was thinking the same thing, fuckin hot sexy back!

my sexual orientation is this gif

also can i just talk about this for a sec

and how the lighting, the shaky shot, the suddenness of it, etc. all make it look like it’s from a home movie reel?

that some time in the perhaps not so distant future, Cas is sitting in the passenger seat of the impala. they’re on a road trip—not a hunt, not a job, just—a vacation. they don’t even really have any plans for where they’re driving, they just left the bunker one day with the idea to drive west until they hit the coast.

for three people so usually unused to such respites, the relaxation comes surprisingly easy. Sam and Dean still bicker over song choices for their trip soundtrack, Cas and Dean over how to read the map right, but other than the natural trials of close quarters, they fall into a good, simple routine. they get up (sometimes Dean and Cas suspiciously take three times longer than Sam to emerge from their motel room), hit the road every the morning, and take the most interesting roads they can find. they switch seats, of course, as driving would get tiring for any one person (Cas is included in this driving roster now, after a full and thorough vetting process from Dean—which only took as long as it did because they kept getting interrupted by, um, other activities), and the back seat becomes coveted for the ability to stretch out a bit and nap. 

that day Sam is in the back, plotting the miles to their next pit stop with a map unfolded on his lap. but at the moment, it’s phone that’s in his hands and not his pen, taking the opportunity to film the pretty scenery as it passes them by.

in front of him, Dean teases Cas about his vacation beard, and how much of a hippie he’s become. “Maybe we should stop by the side of the road and pick some wildflowers for your hair. Sammy, you’d like that, too, huh?” he jokes.

"You weren’t complaining much about the beard last night," Castiel points out, which earns a surprised guffaw from Sam. Castiel glances back at him and smiles, sharing in the mirth.

they’re all doing pretty good these days. they’ve got a home base to return to when this is over and their wanderlust is suitably stretched, but more importantly, they’ve got a home with each other :’)

If you could go back in time to when you were 18 and could give yourself one piece of advice, what would it be? [x]

#He reaches for a badge that isn’t there #and your heart breaks

meanwhile

on the other side of the batcave

Sam kneels at his bed, coughing and wheezing as he presses blood smeared lips to his hands and whispers 

“Please Cas. I need you to look after Dean. I’m not. I don’t think I’m strong enough. And if this get’s shot to hell I need you to watch Dean. Look after my big brother. Please.”