#snp cas

[sunglassesmish]

misha said the offer happened after the cw kicked him out at the end of season 7. just thinking about what would have been.....snp would have stopped beating the dead horse years ago.

idk why im surprised it was at the end of season 7 since the timing makes perfect sense. but oh my god. imagine that. spn would have went on for like.. 8 seasons. maybe 9? without cas, and then misha would have been cas AND prince charming 😳 that would have been so good for him !!!

#anon #ask

[evoldir]

Fwd: Postdoc: SouthwestFisheriesCenter.Two.Genomics

Begin forwarded message: > From: [email protected] > Subject: Postdoc: SouthwestFisheriesCenter.Two.Genomics > Date: 29 March 2024 at 04:27:43 GMT > To: [email protected] > > > Dear colleagues, > > My apologies to anyone who receives this announcement multiple times, but > we are trying to spread the word far and wide about two postdoc positions > we'd like to fill as soon as possible. Please share the announcement below > with anyone you think might be interested. > > Cheers, Eric > > *The Opportunities:* The Marine Mammal and Turtle Division (MMTD) and > Fisheries Resources Division (FRD) at the Southwest Fisheries Science > Center (NOAA/NMFS) seek highly motivated candidates for two Postdoctoral > Research Associate positions. Both research divisions have several funded > projects focused on developing and using genomic tools to investigate the > ecology, evolution, and population dynamics of various marine mammal, sea > turtle, and fish species to contribute to their conservation and > management. Both postdocs will participate in a larger network of > bioinformatics specialists across NOAA genetics labs. > > > One postdoc will lead a project within the Marine Mammal Genetics Program > (MMGP) designed to generate the data sets and code needed to develop large > SNP panels for multiple marine mammal species that are of high management > concern. The data generated in the core project will provide exciting > opportunities to pursue projects on comparative genomics, population > structure, and demography. > > > > The second postdoc will lead a project to develop and enhance workflows to > examine spatial and temporal variability of marine mammals, sea turtles, > fishes, and abalone from eDNA samples collected from the Southern > California Bight from multiple platforms. > > > > These are 3-year, full-time positions offering comprehensive benefits > packages, including moving expenses. The positions are based in La Jolla, > CA, open to everyone, regardless of citizenship. > > > *Qualifications:* Candidates must have bioinformatics experience, including > managing and analyzing large genetic datasets, producing workflows for > genomic data analysis, and familiarity with using GitHub for version > control and collaborative coding. In addition, the candidate should be > proficient with programming in R and bash, and with working in the LINUX > command line environment. Laboratory experience with next generation > sequencing protocols, such as ddRAD or low-coverage whole genome > sequencing, is beneficial but not required. Applicants must have earned a > Ph.D., Sc.D., M.D., D.V.M., or academically equivalent research doctorate > no more than five years prior to applying. > > > Anyone interested in applying should contact Karen Martien ( > [email protected]), Eric Archer ([email protected]), > or Aim�e Lang ( [email protected]). Additional information > regarding benefits and the application process can be found at > https://ift.tt/s48ONPz. > > > -- > > *Eric Archer, Ph.D. *(he/him/his >

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[avo-kat]

'Proud' JK Rowling donates £70k to legal battle to stop the SNP Government changing the definition of a 'woman'

The author is backing For Women Scotland after their application for a judicial review to the Supreme Court was given the go-ahead as the campaigners take on the Scottish Government

Author JK Rowling has donated £70,000 to a feminist group taking their challenge over the legal definition of "woman" in Scotland to the UK's highest court.

The Harry Potter author, an outspoken supporter of women's rights amid the culture clash with trans rights, pledged £70,000 to the For Women Scotland (FWS) fighting fund after their application for a judicial review decision to the Supreme Court was granted on Friday.

Ms Rowling said: "You know how proud I am to know you. Thank you for all your hard work and perseverance. This is truly a historic case."

FWS’s crowdfunder to raise a fighting fund went live on Friday and is already standing at £101,900 from 807 pledges. Their appeal states: "We are raising funds to pay the necessary legal fees to proceed with the case in the UK Supreme Court with an initial target for the first month of £75,000.

"This is a crucial case for us all. Protection for those with the protected characteristic of gender reassignment will remain unchanged in the Equality Act, regardless of whether they have a GRC [gender recognition certificate] but for women to have full rights and protection it is important that 'sex' is clarified as referring to biology. Your help is invaluable and we appreciate all your efforts in fundraising and spreading the word."

The news provoked an angry backlash from trans activists, with Tom Harlow of Cabaret Against The Hate Crime, posting a rallying call on X and branding FWS "a terf organisation" (trans-exclusionary radical feminist). He shouted out to StonewallUK, LGBTYS, THTORGUK, Scottish Trans, TIE campaign, SwitchboardLGBT, Mermaidsgender and PrideUKORG.

Harlow posted: "Are you aware this TERF organisation in Scotland along with £70K donation from JK Rowling are trying to change equality law. How can we stop this from even being debated in court? How can we make sure trans rights are protected and not up for constant legal threats by terfs with too much money and time on their hands?"

FWS took the Scottish Government to court in 2021 to challenge its definition of "women" in the Gender Representation on Public Boards (Scotland) Act. The legislation aims to ensure that non-executive members on public boards are at least 50% women, which was defined as those living as women or those who intended to or had already gone through the process of legal gender recognition.

Under the Equality Act there are separate definitions for women and transgender women, with FWS challenging the Scottish Government on those grounds. FWS said: "We have previously taken two separate judicial reviews on the definition of 'woman' in the Gender Representation on Public Boards (Scotland) Act 2018 and the accompanying Statutory Guidance, winning the first and losing the second.

"This legislation relies on definitions set out in the Equality Act 2010 and the judicial reviews have served to show that a definition of 'sex' that is inclusive of a person's 'acquired gender' on a Gender Recognition Certificate leaves the Equality Act opaque and unworkable for many women.

"There needs to be clarity that sex is a biological term and while the UK Government recognises this, it is yet to take any remedial action in response to the second judicial review ruling. We have strong grounds to appeal the decision by the Court of Session and have been granted permission for the case to be heard by the UK Supreme Court."

#cw jkr #terf danger

[ailtrahq]

Synopsys, Inc. is an organization that makes software ( for designing and testing ICs), which are small electronic devices that power many technologies as well. The SNPS also provides products built on IP, which are ready-to use components that can be used in IC design. Synopsys, Inc. was first founded in December 1986 by four engineers: Aart J. de Geus, Bill Krieger, Dave Gregory, and Rick Rudell. The company’s headquarters are located in Sunnyvale, CA. The SNPS stock had showed a good performance in the period ending july 2023 quarter, with a $1.49 Billion revenue and a net income of $336.25 Million. Furthermore, The company also managed to improve its profit margin to 22.59%, which was almost 3% higher than the previous quarter. The SNPS company estimates to earn $1.585 Billion by the next quarter in revenue. The SNPS stock surpassed and jumped the analysts’ expectations for its EPS, which was $2.88 for the quarter that ended in July 2023. This was 5.13% higher than the estimated $2.74. The company has consistently beaten analysts’ estimates for its EPS in the past quarters, showing its financial and fundamental strength. The company forecasts to have an EPS of $11.08 in the next upcoming quarter. As per the recent quarterly balance sheet of Synopsys stock, the company had total assets of $9.92 Billion and total liabilities of $3.92 Billion in the period ending July 2023. The company also displayed a consistent decrease in its ratio of debt-to-assets, which was 39.54% in the recent quarter. This gives an outlook that the SNPS company is efficient in managing its expenses and has no trouble paying off its debts. Synopsys will announce its financial results for the next quarter of 2023 on Wednesday, November 29th, 2023, before the market opens. The SNPS stock has a float of 151.159 Million shares and a market cap of $68.108 Billion. Synopsys stock’s earnings per share (EPS) for the trailing twelve months (TTM) is 6.79 and its price-to-earnings ratio (P/E) for the same period is 66.99. SNPS Stock Price Technical Analysis in 1-D Timeframe Source: SNPS.1D.NASDAQ by TradingView Synopsys’ stock has a CMP of $447.83 with an intraday gain of 0.22%. The stock’s average volume for the last 10 days is 745.999K and its current volume is 360.881K. The share price of Synopsys has been impressive in the past few years with a strong uptrend that began in March 2020 from $104 and continued as more investors invested in the company.  However, the price faced some setbacks along the way as some investors engaged in panic selling or profit booking and the price dropped from its peak of $388 to $266. After November 2022, this setback was over and the price bounced back and rose remarkably, following the trendline support. From the last couple of years showing remarkable growth and still ascending from trendline support, SNPS displayed a positive performance on year-to-date growth of 38.65% and a modest six-month increase of 19.80%.  Major moving averages are highlighting the price trading between 20-day and 50-day at press time. MACD is highlighting a bearish cross and RSI is at 47 indicating mixed signals in price over the charts. The stock ratings for Synopsys stock are very positive and highly recommended by 15 analysts who have evaluated it in the last three months. The 1-year price forecasts for Synopsys stock by 13 analysts range between $465 to $515, with a high potential for growth. Summary Synopsys Inc. (NASDAQ: SNPS) chart indicates that traders and investors of the SNPS stock price are bullish on the 1-D time frame. The price action shows a bullish outlook as the price is above the dominant trendline, at the time of publishing. However, technical analysis tools of Synopsys’ stock price suggest mixed and unclear signals.  Technical Levels Support levels: $435 and $425 Resistance levels: $452 and $465 In this article, the views and opinions stated by the author, or any people named are for informational purposes only, and they don’t establish the investment, financial, or any other advice.

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[djtavy]

Taxa de solidaritate îngroapă OMV: Acțiunile pe bursă se prăbușesc, însă Legea PSD/PNL este făcută cu dedicație ca să fie respinsă

Taxa de solidaritate îngroapă OMV: Acțiunile pe bursă se prăbușesc, însă Legea PSD/PNL este făcută cu dedicație ca să fie respinsă Schimbările aduse pe 29 martie 2023 de Parlament prin introducerea unor amendamente care ar obliga şi OMV Petrom (SNP) să plătească o taxă de solidaritate, calculată de Ziarul Financiar la circa 1 mld. euro, se reflectă în sens negativ la Bursa de Valori Bucureşti,…

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[cool-akashy-maximize]

Global Process Analytics Market Size, Growth Trends, Revenue, Future Plans and Forecast 2027

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#Process Analytics Market

[crimson-lilly]

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[potato-painter]

My new favourite news channel is

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[russian-romanova]

the true art of adoration

title: the true art of adoration 

pairing: jack kline

word count: 2.5K

warnings: adult language maybe? probably. 

notes: guess i’m just in a jack mood bois. 

summary: after jack and y/n embark on a brief road trip to an art museum, jack comes to the realization that he might love you more than he previously thought... 

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“Hey, Jack, Y/N, family meeting!” Dean’s voice jumped through the hallway and you looked up as if the echo would be the man himself at your doorway. As the words registered, the first thought you had was panic —the sheer panic that came with being a slightly mischievous young adult hearing their name come out of the mouth of an elder, especially when that name is accompanied by that of their usual cohort. 

“Be right there!” You shouted back, hoping that the responseless words were heard. After clicking your phone off, you climbed off of your bed and let your feet hit the floor softly as they adjusted to the cold. Imagining Dean’s patience as a tangible, notable bar that was quickly running to 0% sped up your walk, and you practically fell over in your rush out the door. Jack was just past your door, but the noise turned him around. 

“Do you think we’re in trouble?”

Jack furrowed his eyebrows for a moment as if thinking it over. “Unless they found out about the-” he paused, noticing your slightly raised eyebrows. It took him a moment before remembering what you had called it earlier. “The thing, we should have no reason to be in trouble.”

The thing, as you so lovingly referred to it as, was the result of a well thought out prank against Dean, when you had planted itching powder in his shampoo. It had been horribly mean, but the bottle was almost empty and you weren’t exactly known for thinking through things like that. However, Lady Luck had been on your side and Dean thought it was Sam. Apparently, the younger brother had already pulled similar pranks, so you were confident that Dean would firmly hold to his belief, no matter how much Sam denied it. Sam was sure Dean was making it up, which kept both you and slightly more innocent Jack safe.

You had brought out this other side in Jack recently, through things like these pranks. The side where he would stare at you secretly, when he thought you weren’t paying attention, and an unfamiliar emotion would wash over his face and float through his body like butterflies.

Jack took a quick liking to you, the youngest hunter within the bunker and the first to really reach out to him. Whatever you did, he wanted to do it too; he wanted to experience the same things you did right alongside you. The usually quiet nephilim would be excitable and chatty, words and thoughts coming out unfiltered at a million miles a minute. 

He was quiet now, nervous and watching to gauge your reaction to the Winchester’s words. 

“We’re leaving you two alone,” Dean said, watching your reactions carefully. “We have a hunt and you two don’t need to come.” Jack and you both raised arguments for a brief moment until Sam spoke up. 

“You can come to the next one. You two just seem tired.” 

“I’m not tired, and Jack literally doesn’t sleep. Can we please come?” This was killing you. Hunting was the time you could free yourself, be angry and be focused. You secretly enjoyed hunting, at least when everything went right. To deny you that was… well, it was downright mean. 

“Kid. Come on.” Dean was sitting on the edge of the table, and he uncrossed his legs at the ankle in preparation to hop down. “This is free time. Live your lives. Go on a road trip or something.”

“We’re going to be gone four days, tops,” Sam added, but you didn’t hear him. Dean’s suggestion of road trip had sparked something in you, and you smiled.

“You know, I think we’ll be okay.” You looked at Jack, who met your gaze with confusion. 

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A road trip. You had never been on one — a real, fun one, anyways — but you and Jack had that in common. The amount of time you had spent on the road was insane. From the time you used to spend moving from motel to motel before you met Sam and Dean to the time it takes to drive to cases nowadays, you were sure you spent more time in a car than in a bed. Yet none of them had really been road trip style, with snacks and excited chatter.

You had explained your plan to Jack, who seemed intrigued. “I mean, we don’t even have to go that far. I was already doing some research and there’s this cute little art museum about four hours away -- have you ever been to an art museum?”

An art museum? If only. “No,” Jack replied. 

“Okay, well there’s this art museum that doesn’t have anything really famous, but I think it could be cool. I’m open to suggestions, though.”

Sam and Dean hadn’t even technically left yet and you already had a plan. Jack should have expected it from you, really. “I think an art museum sounds…” He searched for the right word. “Nice.”

“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking. I mean, this is our break from hunting so it should be something calm and interesting. You’re a thoughtful person, too, so I think you’ll like it there.” 

“I trust you,” Jack looked back to you, excited for the trip now. Out of all of you -- Sam, Dean, Cas or yourself -- he always thought you were the easiest to have fun with, to loosen up around. 

You beamed at him, which made him grin back in response. “Okay. Well, we should pack and just leave tomorrow after breakfast.”

Jack nodded. This was something to look forward to, for both of you. It would be freeing, without the glaring faces of the Winchesters and Castiel, judging every one of your decisions, or the looming threat of a hunt.  Calm was the word that first came to Jack’s mind, a word he used to describe the bunker when everyone was asleep, or the car when they drove at night. This would be calm too, but a different kind of calm, a happier one. 

The drive was phenomenal -- as expected. You had placed Jack in charge of bringing snacks from the bunker since you would be driving, and you were constantly surprised with some of the things he had found. A few things he had brought -- a box of cereal to snack on -- were things you found strange but fun all the same. You had brought a few old CDs to play for Jack, which he enjoyed, before you turned on the radio to listen to a few stations you were sure Dean wouldn’t approve of. 

The motel you decided to stay at was.. interesting to say the least. It gave you strong ‘60s vibes, with it’s bright green and yellow dots with a vaguely obnoxious light blue background. Poor Jack was practically frightened by the overwhelming color combination versus the neutral colors the bunker was full of.

The art museum was breathtaking. You had made a good choice, choosing to go on a Thursday when many people were at school or work. It wasn’t very busy, just quiet and low-stress. Jack and you moved from painting to painting in no particular order, moving across the room to point out the ones that caught your eye. Jack seemed drawn to paintings of people that were more realistic, while you were drawn to fascinating mixes of bold or distinct color. It took what felt like years, but you finally found one that took both of your breaths away. 

“‘The True Art of Adoration,’” You read aloud, flicking your eyes back up to the large painting. “It’s really pretty.”

Jack nodded in agreement, lost in thought. “It’s very… big.” 

Looking back at Jack, you nodded in tasteful agreement. The painting was of a man and a woman, the latter of the two staring at who you presumed to be her sleeping lover. Eyes filled with sappy care, she had a small smile painted on her lips. It carried with it the romantic feel of those older paintings, with the biting fire and fanciful dresses, the woman’s dark hair falling casually around her shoulders. The attention to detail was insane, the color blending magnificent. It was like looking at a picture, but it was almost warmer and more welcoming than a picture, pulled together in a golden frame. 

“We should get some paintings for the bunker.” You stated, backing up a little so you were next to Jack again. “Not here, obviously, but we should keep our eyes open.” 

“Sam suggested that to Dean once,” Jack recalled. “Dean said the bunker didn’t need any art.”

“He’s probably afraid it will make it less manly.” You chuckled. Then, in response to Jack’s subtly furrowed eyebrows, you explained, “Less tough.” 

“I don’t think art is less manly.” Jack murmured.

You nodded in agreement. “Yeah, Dean’s wrong about a lot of things. But, hey, I bet with both of our powers of persuasion we can get him to give in.”

Jack turned his head to looked at you. “Okay.” 

Jack understood love, or at least he thought he did until now. He loved you, but the word didn’t seem right in his mouth. Love, to Jack, was what Sam and Dean’s rare hugs were doused in, what Castiel’s words of affirmation to Jack were, what washed over Mary’s face when she talked about her boys. No, this wasn’t love exactly, this was more…

Adoration. The way you had said it echoed in his head, bouncing from thought to thought. He could hardly go a minute without thinking about adoration, and you, and if this was one of those emotions that you keep deep inside of you to one of those emotions you shout about to everyone. 

Adoration. It made Jack Kline feel all bubbly inside, and that’s how he knew it was the right word. He adored you, and when the two of you had arrived home, he brought up the idea to Dean. The elder hunter had grinned. “Adoration, huh?” 

Jack nodded confidently. “Yes. I’ve looked a lot for the right word.” 

“Okay, stop looking. Trust me kid, when it comes to love-”

“Adoration.”

Dean pursed his lips, amused. “Adoration, yeah. When it comes to adoration, just go with your heart. No books, no Google or whatever, just what you feel is right.” 

“What I feel is right,” Jack repeated slowly, feeling the words on his tongue. 

“Yep,” Dean nodded, watching Jack. “Do you wanna tell her?”

The nephilim considered this possibility. The thought made him feel nervous -- an emotion he recognized. “I-” Jack began speaking, but paused. “I don’t think I want to.”

Dean smiled knowingly. “You nervous?” 

Jack nodded. “Yes. And scared.”

“That’s normal.” Dean raised his eyebrows, the situation striking him as almost funny. “But you have to think -- will the reward be worth the risk?”

Now Jack had to think about this. From his point of view, this would go one of two ways. The better of the two options -- Jack would sit down and tell you, and you would tell him you feel the same way. Or -- and Jack was frankly scared to think about this one, but it seemed less likely in his research from movies -- you would tell him you thought of him as a friend and things would be awkward forever. The easiest option seemed to be letting everything stay the same forever, but that was also painful -- and with Dean knowing, possibly not an option for long. So he would tell you, and from there assess the outcome. “I think so.” 

Dean grinned. “You bet. Now you just go for it and tell her.” 

“How?” 

“Just go with your heart,” Dean repeated his earlier suggestion, and Jack nodded. He would go with his heart then, and try his best. 

Jack found you in your room, music playing softly as he knocked on the door. You told him to come in, and he opened the door cautiously. You were on your bed, legs crossed with some unfamiliar lore book on your lap. “Hey, Jack. What’s up?” 

Comfortably, Jack sat next to you as he had a hundred times before. “I wanted… to talk to you.” Despite his nerves, Jack held eye contact with you. It relaxed him to say this to you, not the floor. 

“Yeah?” Now you were a little nervous. Never in your life had someone led a casual conversation with ‘I wanted to talk to you,’ most certainly not Jack. 

“I, um-” Jack searched for words. ‘From the heart,’ he reminded himself.  “I adore you.” 

You weren’t sure what you were expecting, but this was certainly not it. 

“I adore you,” Jack continued. “For a while, I thought I loved you but then I had to look at the word and I realized that wasn’t right. I’m still working at words, there’s just so many of them, but this is one I know for sure is right.” 

You let a breath out you didn’t realize you had been holding in when he paused as if waiting for an answer. “Oh, Jack,” You said through a breathy sigh, unsure of what else to say. “Jack, I adore you too.” 

He took a moment to take this information. His face lit up when the words of confirmation hit him. “Really?”

The first words that came out of your mouth were almost sarcasm, but you quickly thought better of it. “Yeah. Jack, I think I’ve adored you for a year.” It was honest and raw, and you could feel your face going red. You thought the word choice was endearing, and it echoed in your head. Adore. 

“I-” Jack found himself tripping over his words, thinking he knew what to say and then forgetting. His mouth was going twice as fast as his brain, and he quickly blurted out, “Can I kiss you?” The words were familiar, but the action was most certainly not. Jack had seen kisses in movies -- the careful, elegant process of touching lips -- but had never kissed someone in real life. He panicked for a moment, unsure of words or actions. 

But then you nodded and smiled, and leaned in to kiss him. Very quickly, Jack discovered that it wasn’t difficult or confusing to kiss, rather it was natural. It was natural, and it was exhilarating. Why hadn’t he done this earlier?

When you were satisfied, you brought your head back to smile at Jack. Adore. The word echoed in your mind as you glanced between his eyes, his smile matching yours. Adore. 

You could get used to adoring Jack Kline. 

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[hunnybunnysthings]

Waaaaait. I'm re-watchig snp for the nth time, I'm at season 6 ep 3 rn. About the boy who sold his soul to an angel. Cas goes "when a claim is laid on a living soul it leaves a mark, a brand" then he looks at dean like ooooh shit. Sam asks about the shape and how it looks like and Cas... "Mmmm don't know, bye"

#i'm screaming #like what #snp #dean knows #cas knows #just kiss #supernatural #destiel #casdean #deancas

[daisydaisybilly]

Dating Cas would include

MAIN MASTERLIST | REQUEST OPEN 

a/n- with mishapocalypse coming back today here’s a little something  

• Would take a liking to you right away

• Would always go to you when he didn't understand something 

• Dean and Sam being jealous over how fast you two bonded while it took months to warm up to them

• Getting him drunk for the first time and spending the whole time laughing

• Him being the first one to kiss, taking you completely by surprise  

• Even though he doesn’t sleep he always cuddles you until you fall asleep and is always there when you wake up

• Saying I love you all the time, making you smile like a idiot every time

• Not knowing what PDA is, and kissing you no matter where you are

  • Loves playing with your hair, you wake up sometime with it in braids

• And in bed, he calls out your name and speaks enochian

• Learning little says in enochian so you can have inside jokes 

• Him making you feel so special and loved  

#supernatural #supernatural fic #supernatural imagine #cas #team free will #snp imagine #snp fic #fanfic #mishapocalypse #reader x castiel #castiel #yn x cas #yn x castiel

[rustyrambles]

Castiels aesthetic is: Almost dark academia but make it gayer.

#cas bby #castiel #snp

[evoldir]

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[aj-artist]

Take Me to Church

Pairing: Dean X Castiel 

Word count: 3,728

Warnings: none.

Summary: Dean blinks stupidly for a moment, “You go to church?” Castiel puts down a book and sighs, “Yes, Dean. I go to church.” 

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                    It’s a regular Sunday morning for Dean Winchester. He’s wearing his best pair of sweat pants and nothing else as he plods over to the TV room and crashes down into the couch for some early morning shows. He scratches at his chest and yawns as he points the remote towards the black screen, hardly noticing when another person walks by in the hallway, patting their pockets like they’re looking for something.

                   “Dean, have you seen my tie?” Castiel calls as he crouches down to look underneath the coffee table.

                   “Not if it’s not being worn by you or the bedroom floor,” Dean winks.

                   “I’m serious. I have to get going soon or else I’m gonna be late.”

                   “Late for what?” He pulls his attention away from the TV to see Castiel dressed up in a nice button-down shirt and black slacks. His usually unruly black hair is combed back and tamed nicely atop his head, but his sleeves are bunched up at his elbows as he moves things around the room, searching for his elusive tie to complete his ensemble. “You don’t have work today, do you?” Dean asks with a skeptical tone to his voice, he’s pretty sure Cas has never worked on Sundays before – but this is the first Sunday since Cas moved in, so he could be wrong.

                   “No. Not work. I have church.”

                   Dean blinks stupidly for a moment. “You go to church?”

                   Castiel puts down a book and sighs, “Yes, Dean. I go to church.”

                   “But, I mean….aren’t you…” Dean fumbles with his words as Castiel looks at him with an eyebrow raised in warning. “I just didn’t think you would want to go to church because you’re gay.”

                   Castiel rolls his eyes and turns back to his searching, speaking over his shoulder as he says, “My sexuality does not define me or negate my beliefs. There’s no rule against me attending mass for a religion I am a part of.”

                   “Huh,” is Dean’s only reply as he ruffles his brow and thinks on the subject. In his experience, anyone even remotely deviating from the social norms was an avid atheist or non-believer all together. He’s so used to hearing shitty sermons on how gays are going to hell and anyone not part of this church or that religion is going to burn forever in whatever underworld while the chosen few laugh from their comfy seats in the heavens above. Dean doesn’t really like to get involved in conversations pertaining to religion, especially if he knows someone is going to get offended, which is always. But then again, he has nothing against those that do practice their faith, as long as they’re not trying to flaunt it in his face. It just takes Dean by surprise that Castiel, his boyfriend, is still an active churchgoer. What even religion is he? Protestant? Catholic? Buddhist? Why is this the first Dean is hearing about this?

                   Dean is pulled from his musing when Cas shoves his shoulder to the side, pushing him out of the way as he searches underneath the pillow cushions on the couch.

                   “So, you go every Sunday?”

                   “Uh-huh,” Cas answers offhandedly as he continues to dig.

                   “For how long?”

                   “All my life. Is this an interrogation or are you going to help me look?”

                   Dean presses his lips as he tries to think of a response. He doesn’t mean to upset Cas, he’s just curious is all. But he can understand the sense of urgency. Lifting his arm, he reaches behind his back to shove it between the cushion and the armrest, feeling blindly for anything silky and tie-like. He surprises himself when he pulls his hand back and the deep blue fabric trails behind in his palm.

                   “Oh, thank goodness!” Castiel takes the tie and throws it around his shoulder as he flips the collar of his dress shirt up. “We can talk more about it when I get back, Dean. But I really have to go now.” He adjusts the knot at his throat, leaving room as to not choke himself. He grimaces a little at the fine wrinkles on the fabric but smooths it out with a hand and rushes towards the door. But, as he places his hand on the knob, he stills in his hurry, turning around to look Dean in the eye, “Or. You could come with me, if you’d like. Get a see for yourself what it’s like at the church I attend.”

                   Dean considers the offer. The last time he’d been to church was for his parent’s funeral: that was definitely not a fond memory. But he recalls that his mother used to take him and Sam when they were really little – it was an occasional family outing they used to do, and even though Dean was too young to appreciate it, or to sit still, he kinda missed those trips, now that he thinks about it. Maybe he could give it another chance, especially if Cas is going to be there to show him around.

                   He stands from the couch, nodding his head as he steps forward, but then his bare feet hit the cold wooden floor and he remembers that he’s not exactly dressed for the occasion.

                   “Um. Do I have a few minutes to change?”

                   Castiel smiles vibrantly, his blue eyes lighting up when he hears of his boyfriend’s interest. “Of course. I’ll wait right here.”

                   Dean scurries off to the bedroom, rummaging through his closet as he tries to find something suitable for church, God help him.

~*~

                   The drive over to the church is short enough that the two men manage to make it in time to hear the bell tower chime to life, alerting all that the gathering is about to commence. Dean still couldn’t help but fidget with his black tie and run his hands nervously through his combed hair again.

                   “You look great. Now come on!” Cas drags him inside the small building. But it only looks small from the outside, Dean gapes as he looks at the intricate designs of blue and gold painted into the arched ceiling, a white marble wall lines the adjacent side of the building, marked with carved names of everyone that’s donated to the building’s construction, a blossoming patch of bouquets stand proudly in green and gold flower vases, releasing a lovely, welcoming scent as they enter – and that’s just the lobby!  Cas lessens his pace as they pass the threshold of the double doors leading to the area where rows upon rows of wooden pews are filled to capacity with finely dressed people of all ages. The high ceilings are also painted with fantastic designs depicting angels, humans, and doves. Along the walls, there are small statuettes depicting the story of Jesus in his last few days, Dean recognizes it vaguely and counts the figures as he recalls the age-old story; it begins with the arrest of Jesus by the orders of Cesar, followed by him being tried, beaten, and imprisoned until he is given a cross and forced to walk the mile to the hill, struggling under the weight of the cross as he falls three times, being nailed to the splintering wood and being hung out for all to see as the crowd mocks and sneers. The last few statuettes show Mary and his apostle, Peter, taking him down and wrapping his body for burial, placing him in an underground tomb with kindness and care before he miraculously rises on the third day. It’s a beautiful story, Dean admits, but he’s not entirely sure he believes it all, which is why he continues to fidget nervously, bouncing his leg as he sits in one of the far pews, feeling like some kind of intruder.

                   The gigantic mural of Jesus on the cross, with his mother Mary and his apostle Peter at his feet provides the magnificent background for the raised floor holding the white alter at it’s center.  A bell chimes and everyone rises, including Castiel, Dean notices and he rises to comply. As the procession of the priest and his alter servers makes its way down the long, carpeted aisle, the mass begins. Everyone is singing along with the church choir as they harmonize melodiously to the heavenly music.  Dean feels lost as he tries to match his lips to the tune that he doesn’t know, trying not to give himself away as some kind of sinner. Cas smiles when he sees this, he picks up a red book and a pamphlet from the pocket along the backside of the pew in front of them, and passes them to Dean, pointing to one of the cork boards along the walls holding the page number to the song being sung.  Dean graciously takes the book and flips through it quickly, finding the correct page in time to sing along with the final verse.

                  The melody dies down as the pianist steadies his fingers over the black and white keys, folding his hands in his lap as he turns towards the alter. The priest, dressed in green robes speaks a few lines with arms outstretched before he gives the signal for the assembly to be seated. Dean complies, slotting his back up against the hard wood of the pew and his leg still bouncing as he holds the book and pamphlet Cas gave him in his lap. Cas gives him a quick pat on the shoulder, giving his boyfriend a sincere smile for his cooperation before turning his attention back towards the front.

                 The rest of the mass goes by with relative ease; Dean tries to follow along with the dialogues written on the beige pamphlet, sings along with the choir as he flips through the red book, and rises and sits along with Cas’s cues. He listens as the deacon gives a speech about today’s mass – the significance of today in accordance with the stories read from the bible – and it’s relatively brief, but Dean still can’t help but feel like he’s going to fall asleep by the time the man bows towards the alter and walks back up the two-stepped stage. He’s shaken awake by the sound of wood squeaking as the herd of people shift from their seats to kneel down. Dean looks from left to right, trying to figure out where the padded beams that everyone suddenly has appeared from, but his question is shortly answered when Cas reaches down underneath the leading pew and unfolds the gray plank. Dean reaches to help, but he ends up knocking it out of Cas’s hand and it falls to the floor with a loud bang! Dean winces as a few heads turn, but not many people seem disturbed by the noise as they bow their heads in prayer. Cas smiles softly as he does the same. Dean kneels and clasps his clammy palms together, but he’s not sure if he should be praying. Is he allowed? Does he even know how? Is there a wrong way to do it? If there is, he feels like he’d be the one to find it, but he takes a breath and closes his eyes as he concentrates.

                 So….Hey, God. It’s me, Dean Winchester. Just uh…thought I’d send a line. Since I’m sitting in church and all. So….do you copy?

                  He peeks an eye open, looking for a sign or something, but he only sees the bowed heads of those around him, some moving their lips as they continue to pray. He lets out a frustrated sigh as he closes his eyes again.

                 That’s cool. You don’t talk. Which is good I guess, I’d probably be crazy if I actually heard you or something, right? But um…I’ll just do the talking then…

                 He takes a pause as he thinks to himself. What should he pray for? World peace? Nah, that sounds too cliché. Besides, the lady a few rows ahead of them, the one that’s been waving her arms and swaying enthusiastically to the music the entire time, most likely has that one covered. So, what else…?

                 He settles on praying for something nice for his brother Sammy – for both he and his girlfriend, Jess. God knows those two are gonna get married one of these days, so they could use some guidance on that, Dean supposes. That’s all he really gets to before everyone is standing again. Dean raises to his feet and ruffles his brow when Cas offers a hand to him. Looking around, everyone is holding hands as they speak the next prayer in one loud, booming voice. Understanding, Dean takes Cas’s hand and offers his other to the little old lady sitting to this left, reciprocating her smile when she wraps her long fingers round his. It’s a little weird and the prayer sounds somewhat cultish, but Dean allows himself to go with it. After they let go, the priest says another line, to which the assembly responds, and then everyone turns to one another, giving handshakes, big hugs, and kisses to their families and neighbors.  

                  Dean turns and offers a hand to Cas, supposing he wouldn’t want his to kiss him here, but he’s happily surprised when Cas takes his hand and pulls him in for a brief hug. Dean pats his back and smiles, feeling a little bit more into the peace-offering sentiment as he turns to the little old lady again and shakes her hand. He shakes the hands of a few more people, and even raises two fingers in a peace sign as he waves at a gurgling baby in the pew in front of him, her flower headband falling into her dark, almond-shaped eyes. Dean chuckles to himself as he kneels back down, taking care in not letting the plank slam into the floor this time.

                  Dean turns to watch a family of four as they walk up the center aisle, passing off glass containers and other trinkets to the priest at the end. The elderly priest hands off the gifts to the young alter servers to his left and right, bowing to the family as he sends them back to their seats. He arranges the offerings on the table, saying a few words about The Last Supper. A chiming of little bells reverberates throughout the expansive church as the priest first holds up the shiny bowl holding unleavened slices of bread – representing the body – setting it down gently before repeating the same process for the goblet of wine – representing the blood.

                  Dean watches with a bit of skepticism still in his mind, but he’s not gonna add any commentary, that would be inappropriate. He only feels a spike of worry strike in his gut when he sees the people from the first rows lining up to receive the eucharist, bowing and making the sign of the cross as they accept the gifts with reverence; he’s not sure what he’s supposed to do! Does he go up? He’s baptized – he’s pretty sure his mom got him baptized, he remembers attending Sam’s baptism – but does that count? Isn’t there another step or something? God, it’s been so long, he has no idea!

                  Castiel picks up on his apparent panic and leans over to whisper in his ear, “You can sit in the pew while I go up. It’s probably best since you haven’t gone through first holy communion and aren’t confirmed.”

                  Dean lets out a breath and nods. That makes it much easier. Now his brain can stop going over all the scenarios in which things could go horribly wrong if he had walked up and accidently tripped, sending everyone toppling over like a train of dominoes.  Actually, Dean laughs to himself, that would be kinda funny to see. He hides his grin in his hands as he leans further into the pew ahead of him, posing like he’s deep in prayer as he continues to think about how funny it’d be if someone chugged the entire cup of wine and staggered away after handing back the empty goblet.

                  Castiel nudges him to move off of the kneeling bar as he folds it back up and rises to his feet. Dean slides to the side, pulling his legs in as much as he can as Castiel and the following procession steps over him as they make their way to the center aisle. Dean’s eyes follow Cas as he strolls forward one step at a time, hands folded together and face solemn yet at ease. The small smile at the corners of Cas’s lips would be overlooked by anyone else, but not by Dean: he’s happy, Dean thinks to himself. Castiel is happy being surrounded by all these people, his extended brothers and sisters related by their common faith. There’s no judgement, nor any condescending snark putting others down, only courtesy and grace as each person steps up to the priest, professing their belief in the eucharist before shuffling along back to their pews, allowing for the order to continue.

                 It’s almost alarming how taken aback Dean is by the whole thing; he’d thought church was a big sham – a place for kids to cry and grown ups to yell, but sitting here now, witnessing all the kindness and warmth amidst the formalities, he can see that church is not about just going to a building every Sunday, it’s not even really a place on Earth, but a place in one’s heart.

                 Damn! He didn’t think his mind could get so sappily poetic, but today is just full of surprises. Oh well, he can pretend like he never thought that all he wants, God’s not gonna tell anyone.

                  He shifts back in his seat once more as the line of people slip back into his pew, settling back down to pray as the ushers at the back of the lines steadily reach the front.

                   The choir has since been singing a slow melody, glorifying the name of God as the assembly shuffles about, quietly returning to their seats. Once the song ends, the gifts have also been placed away and the crowd is allowed to raise from their knees and be seated. The silence pervades for a brief moment before the priest stands, causing everyone to follow. The man says a closing prayer with the audience and declares that the mass had ended, that they are dismissed to go forth in peace.  

                   “Thanks be to God, “the crowd speaks in unison.

                   Thank God, Dean sighs internally. He might have been wrong about many things today, but he was still right on the money about how long the mass was; he didn’t know how much longer he would have been able to take of the boring litany before he finally just decided to leave. After the priest and his entourage of alter servers made their exit, the rest of the crowd filed out of the large double doors, the music of the choir sending them off.

                   Castiel takes a few moments to shake hands with a few people that he recognizes standing out in the lobby, but his serene expression quickly shifts into a worried look as Cas takes Dean’s arm and pulls him out the door, “We’d better hurry before the parking lot becomes a nightmare.”

                   Dean laughs, thinking about how these pious people could possibly become so hostile the moment they stepped out of the building. But he was wrong. Or rather, he was right – the blaring of car horns screech cantankerously in the open air as Cas drags him hurriedly to the Impala. He clicks his tongue a few times at the ridiculous behavior of some of the drivers as they try to hurry their way out of the one and only exit leading to the main road, scooching their cars and cutting one another off as they weave their way around the sauntering families; but at the same time, it was kinda funny, in a hypocritical, ironic sense.  

                   “So, Dean,” Castiel begins as they sit patiently in the car, waiting for the line of cars to thin out a little as to not put Baby at any risk of injury, “What did you think?”

                   Dean thinks for a second, “It wasn’t bad. It was long, and kinda boring at times—”

                   “I saw you falling asleep during the sermon.”

                   “Yeah, sorry ‘bout that. Couldn’t really help it. I can’t say I really believe in every word back there, but, overall: it was pretty okay” Castiel’s smile brightened. “But don’t get any ideas. I don’t think I’d be willing to go every Sunday.”

                   “Of course. You don’t have to. But I’m glad you gave it a chance and you seemed to not hate it, which is more than I expected.”

                   Dean feels like he should be offended by his boyfriend’s lack of faith in him, but what he said is fair – he really hadn’t expected to like it as much as he did either, which is saying something, even though Dean won’t really admit to it yet.

                   “If you’re at all interested, they have a band that plays with a guitar and electric drum set for Saturday masses. And also, they hand out free donuts and coffee every first Sunday of the month.”

                   Dean turns to look Cas square in the face. “Oh my God. That is so awesome! Why didn’t you say that before, Cas? Free food? And a kickass band! Your church rocks!”

                   Castiel laughs, shaking his head at Dean’s blasphemy when they’re still sitting in the church parking lot, no less. It’s gonna take a lot more than one hour to convert Dean from his bad habits, that’s for sure. But, Cas is glad that Dean is willing to immerse himself a bit more in the religious scene. He’s glad he can share this with his partner. And he’s glad that he can be himself, feeling safe in the comfort of the church whist sitting next to a man that means so much more to him than any disapproval from those who say they believe, but miss the point spectacularly. It’s not about scorn and abiding by rules, it’s about family and unity and guidance towards a grand and mysterious force that holds everything together. It’s about love. And for Dean to accompany him, even just for today, it’s more than Castiel could have ever prayed for.

#supernatural fanfic #supernatural #snp #destiel #dean wincher #castiel #fluff #religion #religious cas #take me to church #jesus #couple things #healthy relationship #original content

[shootingstarsdairies]

Destiel : Hurts like hell or worse.

Dean had been through a lot. a lot. But never had he felt like this before. This feeling of emptiness clenched his heart and blocked his breaths. He tried everything, every distraction to soothe the pain but alas! his heart won't stop aching. If anything, it increased by each passing day. It was one week since Cas died. He had been gone before too and so many times yet this feeling of void was new to his heart. He had no words to name so he did what he is best at. He tried to ignore it like it is not there. God know. Sam knows. He tried. He used every case, chick, wine he could to distract himself but with every passing moment the pain would grip his heart and his mind  would get clouded with a blue-eyed angled smiling at him.

Damn you, Castiel!

Please man come back, I don't want to loose you. I c a n n o t.

It hurts. like hell. or worse.

#dean winchester #castiel #destiel #dean x castiel #cas is dead #dean can't bear it #it hurts #pain #death #poor guy #I don't write usually but shipping makes you do things #so here is a drabble #because I am sucker for emotional!dean #sam winchester #supernatural #snp

[anybofemotions]

I was re-watching 13×06 Tombstone and there's a scene in the motel with Dean and Sam. Sam opened a closet and asked Dean about his very good mood, hinting at Cas, and Dean was like "each, each, our buddy's back and that's a huge victory", and Sam was like "okay, ur right" and closed the closet. And like... ended the conversation.

He basically opened the closet, asked his brother how he feels 'bout Cas, got the most frank answer that Dean was ready to make, and then closed the closet, leaving Dean with his own thoughts and emerging confession.

I haven't ever interpreted it this way, but you know, this hellsite ruled by snp fandom...

#supernatural series #spn #spn season 13 #spn season 13 episode 6 #spn 13×06 #spn 13×06 thoughts #destiel subtext #dean is bi #and so on