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#18th september
rainytuesdayart · 7 months
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I tried to go to sleep, but could not. Then there came to me the old fear of sleep, and I determined to keep awake. Perversely sleep would try to come then when I did not want it; so, as I feared to be alone, I opened my door and called out: “Is there anybody there?” There was no answer.
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truffaloo · 2 years
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Quincey saying that Art looked like the mare he had to put down because of vampire bats and then asking Jack where four blood transfusions had gone.
You're so close man, SO. CLOSE.
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dessertbird · 2 years
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Happy Destiel Day! 💙💚
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What’s the matter? You don’t think you deserve to be saved? 🥺😍❤️
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cosmicwavelength · 2 years
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filtering every tag that is not Castiel or related to Castiel tomorrow. we are on lock down thank you
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gaymber · 2 years
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yesterday in dracula be like
everything happens so much
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misha-is-a-kitten · 7 months
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Happy castiel day everyone
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fuzzysparrow · 2 years
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sunglassesmish · 7 months
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he's castiel!!
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deonideatta · 1 year
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In this time of drought and famine I offer you some Eden AU twiyor 🤲🏾
Based on this post by @lady-charinette!!
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castieldelamancha · 7 months
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happy anniversary to the moment castiel looked weirdly turned on amused and awed after dean fucking stabbed him right in the heart
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anakinism · 2 years
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when he’s just a little guy
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truffaloo · 2 years
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The double email this morning had me on an emotional rollercoaster. On the one hand Drac's just chilling at the zoo without a care who sees him and then Mr Quincey coming in clutch with yet ANOTHER transfusion for Lucy.
I need a minute.
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dessertbird · 2 years
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Happy Birthday Castiel! 😇😊💙
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Happy Birthday, Cas! 😇😊💙
Jimmy Novak is such a beautiful man.
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cosmicwavelength · 2 years
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Anyway, I really have to go to sleep but if you have some Cas content for tomorrow please feel free to tag me in it!!!!!!!
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arcadesystemzdown · 7 months
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still trying to figure out how tumblr works but happy cas day 😍😍
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velvethopewrites · 7 months
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Happy destiel/castiel day! Here, have a drabble of warm fluffy fluff to start your week off right! September 18th, baby! (I’m a dork, especially for that angel!) 🤗🤓😇
Just Cas
“You know, I remember it like it was yesterday.”
Cas stops rinsing out his coffee cup and glances over at Dean, sure that the confusion is clear on his face.
“You walking into that barn. Changing my life. Making me doubt all the life choices that led to me being unable to tell you how smokin’ hot you were.”
Cas turns back and drops his head, smiling. He finishes the remaining few cups and turns around as he dries his hands. He takes a deep breath and leans back against the kitchen counter, making sure to keep his expression neutral. This is the same dance they do every year and Cas loves it.
“You didn’t think I was “hot”, Dean. You were scared, confused, and more than a little pissed off, as a matter of fact.”
Dean smirks as he stands up from the table, a knowing look on his face. “Okay, yeah. Fair. But later on, every time I replayed that scene in my head you only got hotter and hotter, babe.”
Dean moves forward and wraps his arms around Cas’s waist, smelling of sunshine and leather. Basically he smells like Baby after he’s given her a nice cleaning and long drive to ‘stretch her legs’. Unsurprisingly, it is also one of Cas’s favorite scents. Dean leans forward, heat and mischief in his eyes.
“We could do a reenactment today, in the bedroom, if you know what I mean. We could dig out the old trench from the back of the closet, light some sparklers and go to town.” As if to prove his point, Dean leans in even closer, bringing their bodies into contact.
Cas snorts before he can stop himself, his neutrality over the subject disappearing like the soap bubbles down the drain behind him. “Really? You want to be intimate while I’m wearing that coat and you’re…what? Holding cheap and dubious pyrotechnics behind me? Dean.”
“Hey, I’m just trying to re-capture the romantic moment we met, Cas. Nothing wrong about that. If you want, I could pretend to stab you again.”
“With a knife or with something else?” Cas deadpans, hearing his voice go deeper even as Dean’s eyes dilate in reaction.
“Hmm, we’ll leave that part open for discussion.” Dean moves in again and they’re suddenly kissing. Cas thinks how glad he is that he gets to have this. Gets to have Dean. Oh, if only his younger, angelic self could see him now…
Dean eventually breaks their kiss and waggles his eyebrows, making his handsome face look silly and playful. Yet he’s still beautiful. “Well, what do you say? Up for some hanky-panky in the middle of the day to celebrate the anniversary of your entrance into my life, O’ Angel of Mine?”
Cas bites his lip and doesn’t say anything, tilting his head for old time’s sake as though he’s debating his next move. He gently takes Dean’s hand and turns him around to lead him from the kitchen. Yes. He will take this time to be with Dean. As a present to himself. As a present to both of them.
And later, when they are both sated, naked, and still tangled in the sheets of their bed, he will tell Dean anew all the ways that he’s changed him - from that blunt, cold unfeeling angel into this, whatever he is - a flawed, no-longer-bound-with-celestial-intent being that somehow loves his simple life. Just as it is. Dean is still Dean and he is finally, just Cas. Loved and known, at last.
Tagging @fellshish and @canonblastedships @clarkenting for some reblogs, help a strange sad writer girl bestie out. 😇🥰
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