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gentlemancowboy · 3 days
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Why does it feel like a vow We'll both uphold somehow?
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destiel-wings · 1 day
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down bad // destiel
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fillorypdf · 3 days
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and no you can’t come to the wedding
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sailorsallyart · 6 months
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and there is happiness
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becauseofthebowties · 10 months
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I was thinking just one time Maybe the stars align And maybe I call you mine
— Electric Touch (Taylor Swift ft. Fall Out Boy)
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queermania · 1 year
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I feel you no matter what.
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presidentbidean · 11 months
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Stop, you're losin' me. I can't find a pulse. My heart won't start anymore.
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sunbathcas · 7 months
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please picture me in the trees
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[part 1]
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happy 1989 tv release hellers
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dcbtv · 6 days
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wickedwitchofthesouth · 3 months
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Listen I know the whole "do you Journal Dean?" "Ever since I was a little girl" joke makes it look like Dean does not unfact journal BUT WHAT IF!!! what if he DOES journal because John journaled because let's be honest other than drinking and breaking things that's the only other (non-violent) way he knows how to cope.
Okay maybe he doesn't have a little diary where he writes all his deepest darkest little secrets but I like to think that maybe when he moved in with Lisa and Ben, he also started going to therapy? Obviously it was impossiblely hard to convince him and sure he only agreed to go once a month and to be honest, now that he looks back on it didn't really do shit but the one thing that seemed to help him the most was writing. He does not journal! but maybe he writes letters to everyone. Letters he'll never send, letters filled to the brim with words he'll never say
In the beginning most of his letters were addressed to Sammy, is baby brother, the only reason he even wanted to hunt. To protect his brother, to allow him to live in a world where nothing goes bump in the night.
And after Sammys first death, nothing was easy, but the letters helped. more than Ben and Lisa more than the few and far between calls he'd pick up from bobby. The letters were the only place where he didn't feel the need to pretend.
But after Sammy came back the letters stopped. Dean convinced himself that Sam was the only reason he felt this empty pit in his heart and once he came back he didn't need the letters anymore. Even if he wanted to write, where would he even get the time or privacy.
They'd stopped, but Dean still carried them around like stolen momentous that he constantly told himself he needed to get rid of (and conveniently forget to)
The second time the letters start is when he loses Cas to the leviathan. He's angry, he hates what Cas did to them... what he did to himself. 'Fuck this! fuck you and fuck every other prissy angel out there! I shouldve never trusted you i hate you. i hate you for leaving us more fucked over than the last 2 apocalypses, i hate you for leaving with your tail tucked between your legs. I hate you just for leaving at all, so come back so i can yell at you to your face, you coward! Just come back'
Every thought in his head that he can't bring himself to yell out loud, he tells the parchment with his pen as the vessel.
'Shit is getting fucking harder, we need you cas we cant do this without you' 'I can't do this without you"
When Cas comes back the letters stopped again. Dean finds a place to hide them so well that half the time he forgets they're even there
And thats just how the cycle goes, he writes when talking takes more energy than he has left to give. One for each person he's ever lost. 10 for Sam, 20 for Cas.
Sometimes he just writes when he's angry at someone. 20 for Sam, 30 for Cas
Sometimes he just writes for the sake of it, unspoken words he's too scared to confess out loud. 50 for Cas, 100 for Cas, all for Cas
When Dean dies, Sam finds the stash of letters stowed away in a dusty old shoebox on the roof of Dean's cupboard. He sees the letters addressed to him. Something in him is begging him not to read them, but his curiosity gets the better of him.
He should've listened to that something because for the rest of the day after that Sam finds himself reading through letter after letter that was written to him but never sent. He cries like a baby, the kind of sob that Dean would've made fun of him for when they were kids. Gosh what he'd give just to hear Dean give him a snarky remark now.
Sam doesn't read the letters addressed to other people, he doesn't have the heart too anymore. So the next day he makes it a mission to take the letters to everyone Dean has ever written too
Two letters left where they'd spread Charlie's Ashes, One at Kevin's, four for Dad, four for mom, one for crowley, three for Jack, and on it goes
Until the only things left are the unread letters addressed to Castiel. Even after taking out all the other ones it still feels like the box is over flowing, but cas is the only one left.
He leaves them in the flower feild where Dean had spread Cas' ashes. Sam knew that it wasn't where Cas was layed to rest, because truth be told Sam had no idea what had even happened to Cas. Dean refused to talk about it and Sam was too distraught by the awful expression on Dean's face every time Cas became a topic to bring it up over and over again.
So he let the letters go in a place where he thought Cas would appreciate. Wherever he was, Sam hoped that it would bring him peace - the thought that Dean would have wanted him to rest in a place as beautiful as the flower field over looking the mountains.
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casboobs · 6 months
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suburban legends
we were born to be suburban legends when you hold me it holds me together and you kiss me in a way that's gonna screw me up forever
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queermania · 1 year
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I regret you all the time.
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castielsprostate · 9 months
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blank space is so gabriel coded......
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im-some-lionheart · 6 months
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what in the cas coded super hell ?????
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