#DESTIEL COME BACK TO ME

[sosaysdean]

i don’t know a single mcr song but i do know that they’re meeting the minimum vibe check. normally when my mutuals start to switch fandoms i have to start filtering out most of what they post. but when i see this gerard way i just think “ok this guy can stay”

PLEASE THEYRE JUST SO. every time I post something about mcr im like oh god I’m abandoning spn tumblr and then reblog like three spn posts

#I DIDNT MEAN FOR THIS TO HAPPEN #DESTIEL COME BACK TO ME #but yea gerard <3333333333 #ask #jarchaeology

[that-one-ao3-writer]

Basically what's happening, right?

#i know im late but let me enjoy #titanic #russia #stock market #supernatural #destiel #spn #never thought i would come back to this but #10k #my friend made me do this

[destiel-wings]

Jensen said there would be other voices narrating alongside Dean's in The Winchesters and still we haven't heard any.

When in the very last minute of the season finale of the Winchesters we hear Dean's V.O. and then it turns into what seems like a conversation and we HEAR CASTIEL'S VOICE REPLYING TO HIM AND UNDERSTAND THEY'RE TOGETHER AND ACTUALLY SPEAKING I--

NO BUT THIS IS ACTUALLY DOABLE-- JUST THINK. THE PERFECT WAY TO GET THE SHOW RENEWED FOR A SECOND SEASON

#the winchesters #the winchesters prequel #the winchesters theories #castiel #getting castiel back #spn #supernatural #destiel #dean winchester #deancas #i am screaming #new clown theory #new meme how did i not make this one already #anyway here it is #just let me clown okay #but IT WOULD BE THAT EASY??? #so simple it may even actually HAPPEN???? #come on you know how much the ackles love misha

[littlebluejaydraws]

Looking at the creamy surface of the liquid, Castiel wonders why he never thought of doing that, then at Dean's pleased smile, wondering why he did. Map of the World, Chapter 7 / What Love Can Do- Bruce Springsteen

ID: A series of seven digital drawings of Dean and Cas from Supernatural, showing Dean making Cas coffee, along with lyrics from What Love Can Do by Bruce Springsteen. The drawings are all rough sketches in black on a white background, with mid tones in pink in every second image. The lyrics areas follows. 1: "There's a pillar in the temple where I carved your name, there's a soul sitting sad and blue", with Cas sitting at a kitchen table and Dean leaning on the same table looking at him. 2: "Now the remedies you've taken are all in vain", with an image of bottles piled up around a trash can, viewed through the legs of Cas' chair. 3: "Let me show you what love can do, let me show you what love can do", with Dean facing away and pouring coffee into a cup at the kitchen counter. 4: "Darling I can't stop the rain", with a birds-eye-view of a coffee mug as Dean adds sugar to it. 5: "Or turn your black sky blue", with a close up of the coffee mug as Dean passes it to Cas. 6: "Well let me show you what love can do", with Cas taking a drink. 7: "Let me show you what love can do", with Dean and Cas sitting facing each other at the table and smiling. End ID.

#cas #castiel #dean winchester #deancas #destiel #down to agincourt #dta #supernatural #spn #springsteenatural #I am currently trying to wean myself off coffee #so going back to the fic that started me drinking it haha #(it really does taste better loaded up with sugar and half n half kajfg) #this concept has been in my head for ages so good to finally get it down #probably will have more dta stuff coming up because that fic did really rearrange my brain #actually idk why im being coy about it i have already finished two more things and may do more sdkjg

[maakeba]

"The time we had together, we stole. I cheated fate to be with you. And we shouldn't have had that time together, but we did, and I wouldn't change it for the world. I don't wanna say goodbye, but I will say: I love you son." (Fringe, 5x13)

(9/?)

#deancas #destiel #castiel #supernatural #spnedit #destiel edit #destieledit #screencaps saga #everything is sooo dark #also in the better version that lives in my mind 3 and 4 are a collage of moments of cas going away/cas coming back #but i dont have the necessary skills #dont @ me i know it's a quote about a father and a son but it fits so perfectly

[samsrosary]

why him? why not me?

#unrequited sastiel #sorry #destiel adjacent #sastiel #samcas #samstiel #my art #fanart #sam winchester #dean winchester #spn #supernatural #sorry couldnt give this a good ending but maybe ill draw a 2nd part for when cas comes back but also i dont want to do a reverse queerbait #like am i any better than cw if i say it was platonic... #anyways #tell me if i should delete this

[kr-uwu-ssy]

It's not enough I need one or both of them to watch as the other dies and comes back leaving a permanent, life altering scar in their mind and on their soul

#There's so many ships this applies to ngl #Me personally I was thinking about #needifer #destiel #innefable husbands #mikayuu #sherliam #I need them to grapple with the horror of losing or almost losing someone they hold so close #I need the other dying to be their “oh” moment #I need them to change the trajectory of each others life #I need those trajectories leading to a full blown collision #I guess this applies to #sonadow #wrightworth #taibani #wangxian #as well #They don't even have to come back to life #A ghost or spirit will do just fine

[lizstiel]

Dean’s sitting at the kitchen table eating meatloaf when it all sort of hits – and he’s desperate to remember it exactly how it happened.

With his fork raised halfway to his mouth, a dollop of meat and sauce perched precariously on the tines, his eyes wandered over to where Cas stood by the sink in a pair of ratty pajama bottoms and one of Dean’s old t-shirts. (One of Dean’s old t-shirts, because once Cas gets his shoulders into them they never really sit the same way.)

He’s got soap up to his elbows, scrubbing methodically at the dishes Dean just dirtied, his brow a taught, concentrated line. He’s bringing the same kind of meticulous focus to the dishes that he used to bring to leading the armies of Heaven; that singular kind of attention, both unnerving and admirable. (Dean had once tried to explain that he didn’t need to wash them quite so vigorously, to which Cas had deadpanned, “Do you know how many food particles remain on the dishes you wash, Dean?” It quickly became his job, after that.)

It’s early July. About 6:30pm. The window over the sink is cracked, and the front door is wide open, letting the sound of cicadas and crickets drift in with the summer breeze. The sun’s starting to set behind the field, casting the world in that particular orange glow that has always made something in Dean ache. In the other room, the record player Sam got them for Christmas plays a beat up Janis Joplin record he’d found at a secondhand store in town. The opening chords of Me and Bobby McGee have just started, and the cicadas are humming, and the crickets are singing, and the sun is setting, and Cas is standing in old pajamas washing dishes Dean just used to make them dinner and –

Cas tilts his head.

This isn’t revolutionary. He does it a lot. A very ingrained behavior, some might say. But he isn’t confused, he’s reacting. To the song. He doesn’t react to music the way Dean wants him to, never has, but in his own way, it’s almost like he’s leaning closer to hear it. An infinitesimal thing. The smallest gesture. The corner of his mouth twitches, and Dean has never loved him more than he does at this moment: backlit by a summer sunset in their house in the middle of nowhere, hand washing dishes and listening to Janis Joplin.

Cas turns when the sound of Dean’s fork clattering on the plate sounds, but Dean just scoops him into his arms, chases any worries away with a kiss, and then another, and then one more for good measure. Cas laughs against his mouth, desperately trying to keep his soapy arms away from Dean’s dry clothes. “Dean,” he chides, squirming and chuckling, trying to extract himself from Dean’s grip. “I’m not finished.”

“I’ll get ‘em tomorrow,” Dean promises, peppering sweet little kisses down the line of Cas' throat. He hasn’t shaved in a couple of days. It tickles all the way down. “Love you so much,” he says, because he wants to. Because he’s so full with it he’s overflowing. Because if he doesn’t tell him right now, in this moment, and every moment after this one, he might die. He needs him to know. It’s vital that he knows.

Cas’ laughter warms, and he slides one soapy hand to the back of Dean’s neck, eyebrows raised in challenge when he shudders at the sensation. When Dean doesn’t immediately shoo him away, he slides the other soapy hand up Dean’s arm. “Dean?” He’s not worried, the timber of his voice is honey-smooth and light, but he’s confused. Not that Dean doesn’t tell him often, and loudly, how much he loves him, but to be fair this did kind of come from nowhere, so he understands. It’s just much too much. It’s not enough and it’s everything. It’s everything in the world Dean has ever wanted.

Janis Joplin is singing freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose, and Dean’s arms are loose around Cas’ waist, and he loves him, god he loves him so much, so he kisses him on one corner of the mouth, and then the other. Janis says, nothin’, don’t mean nothin’ hon’ if it ain’t free, no, no – and he rocks their bodies together, slow, to the beat of the music. Cas’ arms come to wind around his neck automatically, and his smile starts to sprawl into something reserved for only the really good moments. Wide and gummy and for Dean – and feelin’ good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues. He presses his forehead to Cas’ and they just sort of sway there like that, smiling at each other like this might be the last chance they ever get.

Cas says – “I love you, Dean,” just as Janis is singing, you know feelin’ good was good enough for me – and it occurs to Dean that he’s dancing in the kitchen with the love of his life. He thinks back to the longest, loneliest nights he spent staring up at the night sky, believing wholly he’d die bloody and alone on the backend of some random hunt, and how the smallest (but loudest) part of him had wished for exactly this. For someone to hold him and see him and dance in the kitchen with him, barefoot and covered in soap.

He kisses the tip of Cas’ nose, the lines under his eyes. Doesn’t realize he’s crying until Cas is wiping tears away with the pads of his thumbs and soothing hands through his hair. He’s crying, too. Laughing and crying and telling Dean he loves him, he loves him so much, he’s loved him from the first moment he saw him.

It settles in Dean then – really settles deep, and true, and good – that he was meant for this. He wasn’t born to be a weapon. Wasn’t born to be a son, or a father, or a brother. Wasn’t born to save the world or to end it – was just meant to dance. His arms were meant to hold. To sway them both around the cheap linoleum floor, to sling low around Cas’ waist and spin them both ‘til they were dizzy with it.

They laugh and kiss and Janis is saying – good enough for me and Bobby McGee – and Dean is thinking – Yeah. Yeah, it really is.

#i'm sorry god. #mine #my fic #this literally. listen. #this came to me like a premonition #i was playing stardew valley and then it was like #if I don't write this incredibly self indulgent sappy shit I will EXPLODE #trying to get better about listening to that voice instead of ignoring it #bc i'm not like. great at writing but it makes me feel good. or it used to #and i wanna get back to that #anyway. #love how every few months dean and cas come into my life like ;)))) hey. #remember when everything you made was about us #and i'm like. god you're so right #destiel #deancas #spn #gonna try not to re-read this a thousand times until I hate it too so if it's like #trash that's why lmao #why am i so afraid anyway #ANYWAY

[deancaskiss]

waiting for you is like waiting for the sun to rise;

inevitable,

and yet standing on that hill,

watching the moon slip behind the clouds

as the warmth peeks out to replace the silver glow,

I feel like i’m waiting alone.

#poetry #poem #destiel #dean winchester #castiel #spn #supernatural #deancas #destiel poetry #destiel poem #personal poem #just me rambling thinking about destiel and weaving it through my own consciousness #I rarely post poetry like this because I always spend ages tweaking and formatting #but today is a raw poetry kinda day #anyway love yall #not sure I’m gonna tag anyone in this because it probably isn’t any good alsjlsks #I can picture dean sitting in the cold grass of a hill watching the sun start to crest over the horizon as he waits for cas #because cas is nature #and if dean sits here and waits. cas will come back. like the sun always rises again. #except this time cas doesn’t come back. the sun rises and sets. and cas doesn’t come back.

[isaacthedruid]

just broke the news to my Mama that Crowley doesn’t come back after season 12 and then we started talking about destiel and she is very interested in what Jack is gonna be like… mmm

#mama is a Destiel shipper and I’m proud of her #spn #spn spoilers #Crowley COME BACK TO ME #destiel #supernatural #spn season 13 #jack kline

[felixiskandar]

im with the shippers on this one tbqh. like why are they doing all that if carmen and syd arent meant to be

#LISTEN season 1? yes they are besties #SEASON 2? carmen got a big ol crush on sydney wether we want it or NOT #like cmon now. he loses his virgenity has a panic attack next morning and only thinking abt sydney calms him. the fuck #the way he looks up when sydney comes back at the end of season 1 #constantly reassuring her her cooking is fine when testing out dishes #ive seen posts talking about carmy not being able to handle the thought of upsetting sidney and is just. yeah #idc if they r just friends but the editing in this show they are playing w ppls feelings #is like destiel except its actually possible on both parts????? #i feel like if this show ends without even a hint theyll end together this tag will never know peace ever again do you hear me #the bear fx #the bear #the bear hulu

[midnight-coll]

I take one vacation and i come back to the spn fandom in SHAMBLES i was originally planning on posting about how good a time i had, first time I've ever felt a sense of belonging, being home, whatever. Now i am endlessly fascinated by misha collins and his unhinged behavior

#the supernatural introjects haven't even come back from giving me space for my vacation #i personally had no interest in supernatural #the actor man misha is pulling me in #i Lestat did not get along with the winchesters #for obvious reasons #i will make them my friends to learn more about this actor mans unhinged behavior #i need to know #actual post in the post did posting in the tags #anyway #did osdd #did system #destiel #trauma system #misha collins

[fromthegraveyard]

why didn't anyone make a destiel meme about spn possibly coming back i can't believe i had to find out about this the normal way

#destiel #spn #supernatural #also dear god why won't you let this show DIE? #it's almost funny that the characters that kept being brought back to life against their will #are part of a show that keeps coming back to life against everyone's will #did you read that?? ALMOST #listen i love spn so much i grew up with this show it is so special to me and recently i've been getting full on obsessed with it again #BUT IT'S OVER LET IT DIE #the ending was absolute shit so just leave it as it is #stop trying to add on to it “the winchesters” made it clear that it doesn't work #just please leave spn alone you guys have fucked it over again and again after season six just let it REST #that said yes i will at least try to watch if it does come back #but i couldn't get through the first few minutes of “the winchesters” so possibly the same thing will happen again

[disasterpenguin]

Anyways Dean loved Cas too, the song Watchin' Over Me proves it 😤

#i really really need a fic where Dean goes & sits in the dungeon looking at where Cas died and writes Watchin Over Me #he goes there to pray to Cas too. or just to talk to him #Sam thinks it's unhealthy to keep doing it to himself ((because Dean doesn’t let anyone into the dungeon anymore. it's *his* space)) #but then one day while Dean is out Sam goes into the dungeon to… do whatever. maybe thinks he's gonna wait there to confront Dean? #either way he walks into the dungeon and sees a small little setup that Dean made #i'm talking a singular beanbag with a little table in front of it. some pictures of Cas (some he drew some he took and had printed out) #the song in a notebook. a few other things wrote down in said notebook #Cas's favorite blanket of deans #it's not exactly a dungeon anymore in the small space Dean carved out to be with Cas in #he's got lil snacks & drinks in there for himself #Sam leaves and never mentions how he thinks Dean going into the dungeon is unhealthy #then one day jack says he can bring Cas back but he has to go into the dungeon because that's where Cas was taken from #Cas & Jack come back from the empty and Dean is there waiting for him #dean winchester #castiel #destiel #supernatural #spn

[winter-jay-official]

Dean and Cas were never even dating to me Cas pulled this dumb bitch out of hell married him and promptly fucked off until his husband called and they just never tell you

#dean still doesnt know cas he just comes back to life with a husband and has to deal with it #do you understand me #i was so fucking right for this taking it out of the drafts #spn #supernatural #destiel

[fatally-addicted-to-fiction]

When one of the friends you talk to about supernatural is on an exchange trip

*quiet sobbing in the corner*

#come back #please #i miss you #whose here to ship destiel with me when you arent here #supernatural #spn #destiel