dean told cas about personal space just so he could spend the next ten years constantly invading his

C: I’m sorry  D: We love you, sweetheart

When you feel so loved you get overwhelmed with feelings 

✨HAPPY late BIRTHDAY CAS✨

Also happy late birthday to the wonderful @you-cant-spell-subtext-without 💙

😬

lying in bed together at night, cas quietly traces his fingers over dean's chest. at first, dean thinks cas is just aimlessly tracing nonsensical patterns, but his tired brain realizes slowly the movement is far too practiced and careful. "what're'ya'doin'?" dean murmurs, reaching up to wrap his fingers around cas' wrist; stilling the motion. cas tilts his head and smiles softly, sneaking in a quick kiss to dean's jaw. "tracing the enochian sigils i placed on your ribs," cas replies, voice just as gentle; almost reverent. dean swears his heart and ribs ache at the words, and he reaches up until he can tilt cas' head and their lips find each other in the comfort of their embrace. "is your name there? on my ribs?" dean asks against cas' mouth. when cas nods, dean kisses him even more tenderly. "good," he says, as if that was the only thing that mattered. cas smiles into the kiss and resumes his path of tracing the sigil onto dean's skin

Castiel in 4x01 | Lazarus Rising

Happy Belated Birthday @you-cant-spell-subtext-without & @reblogging4thewin!  [caption in alt text]

Cas does use Jimmy’s ID sometimes so do you think when it expired he went and sat for 2 hours at the DMV waiting to get a new one

t e n s i o n 

CAS POV POEM

cas can hardly believe it, hardly believe that he’s here in dean’s bed, on his back with dean’s head on his chest, their hands firmly clasped together. a mere few hours ago, cas was in the empty. he thought he would be there forever. and now he’s here, and his legs are tangled with dean’s under the blankets, and the happiness that he’d felt while confessing is nothing compared to this soft warmth. cas doesn’t need to sleep but for once he wants to. he imagines waking up with dean beside him, soft and sleepy, and cas wants it so badly he aches. he closes his eyes and turns his head, breathes in and out. he’s halfway to dreamland when dean shifts, slightly, runs the hand not held tight in cas’ up cas’ ribs. “my love,” dean whispers, as if to test it out. cas holds his breath. “my darling. my lovely.” cas turns, opens his eyes. dean is still looking at cas’ chest, at his own hand, tracing shapes against cas’ shirt. “my sweetheart,” dean says next. “my heart.” he tilts his head back to meet cas’ astounded gaze. cas is sure his face is all red and his heart is close to beating out of his chest. he is so overwhelmed with the love he never thought he’d get to have. “my angel,” dean breathes. “my cas.”

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taglist under cut! (feel free to ask to be added ^_^)

@slasherdreamhunter

@maydays2

@your-spooky-cousin-clover

@meltedcandlescas

Cas in a forest by request

cas side profile, my beloved

Time lapse video of my last painting. Excuse the complete silence i havent used premier in YEARS ;u;

ANON I KNOW I SAID THIS WEEK BUT I DIDNT REALIZE IT WAS CAS DAY. i will get to it when i can cause it is very cute but for now please accept this vid ^^

misha really said. "first i'll tweet about a contest to raise book sales with a small incentive for the dedicated fans. second i'll post a selfie to real in the deranged one. and finally i'll mention the gay angel"

like he really is the only one who can capitalize off everyone. king of marketing

You consume media like a normal person? That's nice! Oh, me? Well, I pick one character to love and cherish with all my heart and soul and lose interest when they are not there for more than 30 seconds.

cas: i can’t sleep

dean: you know people say if you can’t sleep it’s because someone’s thinking about you

cas: well stop thinking about me then, i’m tired

dean: who says i’m thinking about you?

cas: you’re talking to me, so you must be thinking about me

dean: well maybe i can’t.

cas: stop thinking about me? well i hope they’re nice thoughts

dean: they’re mean thoughts. the meanest

cas: maybe you should dream mean things about me instead of thinking them

cas: so that i can sleep

dean: i don’t think people get a choice in their dreams cas

cas: i suppose not. choice or not you’re in my head more often than not, and i forget it must be different from others

dean: jesus

dean: might have to change your name to Casanova there

cas: why?

dean: you’re just.. you’re a lot

dean: what am i supposed to do with you?

cas: you should sleep

dean: i asked what i’m supposed to do with you, not what i should do

cas: well you could do it with me, i suppose, in your mind

dean: christ

cas: apologies

cas: i’m making you uncomfortable

cas: i suppose it’s easier to talk this way, when it’s this late in the night, texting when you’re not here. you’re not real, are you, so what have i to fear?

dean: no you’re not

dean: making me uncomfortable

dean: it’s just.

dean: i wish you were here

cas: are you still thinking mean thoughts?

dean: i’m thinking you thoughts.

dean: why’d you leave cas

dean: i wouldn’t have to think you thoughts if you were home

cas: i think i can be satisfied never sleeping if you’re thinking me thoughts

cas: i’ll stop thinking of you now, dean, so that you can sleep

cas: and in the day time i can pretend this isn’t real, if you’d like

cas: goodnight, dean

dean: cas you son of a bitch

dean: i’m real. we’re real. you said that. why are you running from me? why can’t you stay, ever, long enough for me to get my shit together?

ERROR: MESSAGE NOT RECEIVED

dean: you asshole. why cant you come home?

ERROR: MESSAGE NOT RECEIVED

Just imagined what Cas's personal hell inside the Empty must've been like and all I can think about is nothing has changed. Sam and Dean are hunting in the Bunker, Jack is with them and they're doing great. Only it's as if Cas has never existed. He hears Jack call Dean "dad". They look happy. Dean doesn't look or act like his own father AT ALL, and he seems to be a great dad to Jack. Jack doesn't need Cas, he never has. He has his "dad" right with him. And Sam and Dean are doing great, they don't need Cas either. And Cas has to live with that, he has to see them everywhere living a happy life without him. His son calling another man, his best friend and the love of his life, his dad. He never called Cas that. Jack looks so happy without him, they all do. It's on repeat. Never ending. Cas has to experience everything, knowing that they would've been happier if he never existed in the first place.

Anyways, I had a great day at work today.

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