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Never Look Away

Summary: Dean and Cas are forced to redefine their relationship as a decade old secret between them finally comes to light.

Dean jumps up, strangely offended.

“Okay, first of all, you’ve seen my browser history. Your true form doesn’t even make my top 10 weirdest things I’ve jerked off to, so that’s a load of bull…“

Notes: This is the result of listening to Never Look Away by Vienna Teng for 10 hours gay.

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Careful not to wake him, Dean traces the outlines of Cas’s body illuminated by the reddish hues of the morning sun with his fingers. He can hardly believe it’s only been a year since they defeated God and pulled Cas out of the Empty with the promise of a love returned. 

So much has changed in such little time. With the illusion of free will no longer binding Dean to a greater destiny and with Cas and Dean’s own feelings out in the open he finally allowed himself to want all the things he denied himself for so long, always prioritizing other people’s happiness over his own. Now he has it all. A house, a job, a family, a life, Cas. It was so hard at first, to stop looking for hunts and letting go of Sam so he too could start his own life with Eileen by his side, but in the end Dean had been too tired to fight his own desires any longer and gave in.

Fuck the voice of his father telling him his only purpose in life was to watch out for Sammy and fuck the man John wanted him to be. He helped save this world so he gets to live in it in whatever way he wants to and what he wants is to live his cheesy apple pie life waking up every day next to the man he loves.

Cas stirs in his sleep and Dean watches the translucent wings flutter against the light seemingly drinking up the morning sun. They used to be pitch black back when they first met. A beautiful sight, yet not quite fitting the man Cas would eventually become.

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girl help my mutuals are sexualizing the senior citizen again

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Someone please write a deancas AU with Jimmy as the twin

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This just hit me. I’m so Southern my family has a matriarch and no one in the family knows for sure how old she is. We all also got into a heated debate about the existence of her glass eye (still not confirmed). She’s in her 90s- we think- beat cancer, outlived two husbands, had seven children and has outlived three of them, survived The Great Depression, and either her dad or her grandfather was a full blooded Cherokee Indian… possibly the tribe’s leader but no one really knows for sure.

She also once lit into my dad’s school bus driver, cussing him black and blue about how he treated the kids and didn’t realize she had a butcher’s knife in her hand until he RAN away. She didn’t have any more trouble out of him.

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My grandparents are baffled when we just don’t care about certain things. The last time we did a socially distanced lunch they were complaining that our neighbor keeps really old broken cars that he likes to work on in his front yard and we were like “Yeah, and?” and they didn’t know how to respond to that.

Like the very idea that we would just mind our own business and tolerate mildly annoying behavior from other people is like rocket science to them. They just can’t comprehend it.

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I would like to give a shout out to Australia for providing us with the funniest Trump headline I have ever seen

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Would have loved to see Sam realize he's never gonna be normal and then LEAN IN to his real weird girl tendencies.

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hobbits were the peak of civilization in tolkien verse. jobs were Gardening, Stall At The Farmer’s Market, or Mailman. Shoes OFF, capris ON, 6 meals a day, high and fat as all shit. Names like Daddy Twofoot….why the fuck are we horny for elves

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I love seeing post about how we still haven’t processed Cas’s confession cause same but imagine just IMAGINE how Dean is feeling?

Some mornings he’ll just have to stop whatever he’s doing and catch his breath. He staggers a little as he walks and leans against the wall until he can think again. In the middle of grocery shopping he’ll just leave his cart and practically run to his car cause it’s safe in his car. While eating Dean’s stomach will turn and he won’t be able to eat anymore. His head down in his hands as he takes shaky breaths. 

That is until Cas comes back to him. Then those moments aren’t as scary or unbelievable. No those scary moments of ‘Shit, he loved me.’ turned to soft ‘Wow, he loves me!’ excitement. And now whenever Dean just stops and has to catch his breath it’s because Dean sees Cas doing mundane things probably and falls in love with him all over again. 

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You ever think about how crows are acting not unlike how early humans probably did and you're just like. Oh ok

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That cut was completely horrifying

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do you ever type a message to someone but halfway through it you think “why am i sending this, they don’t even care” and just delete the whole thing

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This is objectively the most powerful reply you can put on someone’s post.

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Studies suggest How may I help you officer? is the single most disarming thing to say and not What’s the problem? Studies suggest it’s best the help reply My pleasure and not No problem. Studies suggest it’s best not to mention problem in front of power even to say there is none. Gloria Steinem says women lose power as they age and yet the loudest voice in my head is my mother. Studies show the mother we have in mind isn’t the mother that exists. Mine says: What the fuck are you crying for? Studies show the baby monkey will pick the fake monkey with fake fur over the furless wire monkey with milk, without contest. Studies show to negate something is to think it anyway. I’m not sad. I’m not sad. Studies recommend regular expressions of gratitude and internal check-ins. Enough, the wire mother says. History is a kind of study. History says we forgave the executioner. Before we mopped the blood we asked: Lord Judge, have I executed well? Studies suggest yes. What the fuck are you crying for, officer? the wire mother teaches me to say, while studies suggest Solmaz, have you thanked your executioner today?

— Solmaz Sharif, “Social Skills Training,” published in Buzzfeed

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Hanging out with old people rules because after a while they trust you enough to confess to murder totally unprompted

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when i get top surgery and i can wear my shirts a little bit too unbuttoned it’s over for you hoes