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the saint patron of summers long gone by

I’m getting lost in the soft light under your skin

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Dean discovers that when he gives Cas hickeys, they glow blue like his grace. Makes it his mission to leave the remnants of their love all over Cas’ skin.

Cas can use his grace to heal them away. He never does

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For Ro @destielgaysex’s 1k celebration

concept for this courtesy of the brilliant @caskarass

The story of how Cas got them (1.8k)

Dean didn’t realize how much grace runs through Cas’ body until he kisses him. That first kiss is electric, not only because it’s finally them, finally in love, and not because it blows out every light for a mile, too. It’s electric on a cellular level, that hair-raising static that you only get with wool socks on carpet, fingertips on a doorknob, or an angel’s lips against your own. 

They’re lying back on Dean’s bed, Cas hovered above him. It’s dark, thanks to Cas’ blowout of the lights, giving Dean the impression that Cas isn’t just the warm fabric under his hands but the whole room, boxing him in from every direction. As big as the Chrysler Building, Cas said. This feels like it’s the right size. 

They kiss slowly, picking up on what the other likes every time they come back together. Dean lets his hand slip under Cas’ coat, fingers slotted between Cas’ ribs. Cas feels so good above him, rough stubble against his chin and chapped lips pressed between his own. 

Dean feels himself getting high on it, little bits of Cas’ grace slipping into his bloodstream as they kiss. The high gets headier when Cas stops just rocking his lips back against Dean’s, instead letting Dean’s tongue past the seam of his lips, practically hand-feeding him his grace straight from the source.

slut

Dean should've had one thumbnail painted at all times.

YES. Also this girlfriend was either Robin or Rhonda Hurley. At any rate a sharpie is easier to explain away than a bottle of nail polish. Sharpie can also be smudged off enough to look like motor oil or something similar when dad comes back without warning three days later than he promised. And a thumb can be hidden inside his fist in a pinch. It's his quiet little rebellion and memorial to a girl he was supposed to use and discard and forget.

When John is dead he buys a sharpie in a color other than black and uses that for a bit.

When he gets back from Hell he buys a tiny bottle of polish in a shimmery white-blue color that mesmerizes him for no reason he can name. He never can bring himself to use it but it lives in a side pocket of his duffel, rolled up in a pair of socks, shimmering in the dark. He always knows it's there.

When he gets back from Purgatory he spends a long time scrubbing his hands and under and around his nails, determined to get every last speck of blood and grime. When his nails are clean at last he buys a bottle of clear polish and paints them all with careful strokes with the bathroom door locked.

When Charlie sleeps over she paints his toenails pink, purple, and blue. He likes the color combination. He wears it until it chips away on its own and never lets Sam see him barefoot until it does.

He wears the clear polish until Jack comes back from Jody's showing off black fingernails with tiny sigils drawn in white and red on each one, courtesy of Claire and Alex. He begs Dean to take him to the store for some nail polish, and Dean goes only a little reluctantly, old fears making him tense and protective as Jack picks out the colors he likes from the tiny beauty section of a small-town Kansas CVS. And if he slips in a deep blue for himself, no one has to know.

When god is just a slob like one of us and the world is saved and Cas is back, Dean sits at the kitchen table and paints his thumbnails deep blue. He likes the way it looks with polish, shiny instead of dull like a sharpie. He loves the way it matches Cas's eyes when Dean holds his face in both hands and presses kisses to his lips like he's making up for lost time. Not just the twelve years between them, but all the years they both spent alone before they knew each other.

On their honeymoon, he's barefoot almost all the time. His toes stick up out of the hole in the sand he's dug with his heels, each one painted a delicate seashell pink.

This is a joke about how people describe the colour of Cas' eyes actually

AHHHHHHHH BESTIE I LOVE THIS.

i love that skepticalfrog post where dean realizes cas is just Some Guy to literally everyone else and then he has to chew on some leather [ID in alt]

hello, dean

he just [clenches fist] gripped him tight

the way the confession shouldve gone was cas says “ i love you,” and dean says “wait like- you love me? like you- you love-love me??” and cas has to spend the next ten minutes explaining to dean trust issues winchester that he does in fact want him romantically and carnally

“uh you mean,,, love as in ‘like’? or love as in… as in uh ‘super-like’? as in ‘like a lot’??”

“no dean, ‘love’ as in ‘i would like to grab you by the throat and throw you against a wall whilst i kiss you and brand you as mine, if at all possible, every day’. ‘love’ as in ‘i would like to hold your hand as we walk along a little stream in the nearby forest’. ‘love’ as in ‘i would like to break our bed and spend hazy mornings rambling to each other about anything and everything, then get back to breaking our bed some more.’ ‘love’, as in ‘wholly’. and kissing.”

“haha.. i. i need. okay. hhahah. budd- pal- cas hahjsh i. uh. hahahhhs”

!!!!!!!!!!

(via @hashtagbravo )

Who is he calling

castiel charging through hell to raise dean from perdition, for Suptober day 12, hellbound

Dean and Cas are both nightmare PTA parents, because their usual personality issues are switched. In this setting, dean is the one who causes problems on purpose (flirting with pta moms, homewrecking) and cas is the one who is like “i must control everything.” 

The slippery slope of shared involvement in this organization is that cas develops a vendetta against a rival mom named Helen, and takes dean, who is just having a fun time flirting with the moms & being a homewrecker, and recruits him to run interference and gather intelligence on her campaign for PTA presidency while CAS launches his OWN ruthless campaign for PTA presidency. 

Importantly, nobody knows the first thing about either of them,

So,

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dean telling someone he’s sweet on cas. one hit k.o.

sigh.

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“‘I mean, I’m— I’m real sweet on him, Sammy,’ Dean says, honesty written into the volume of it, the way prayers are made hushed so as not to scare away the answer.”