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becauseofthebowties · a day ago
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@spncreatorsdaily’s Gratitude Celebration - Day 4: sweater weather ↳ Dean + sweaters • 11.08 | 12.04
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starrynightdeancas · 4 hours ago
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the more you love a memory
Wow, here we finally are! Here is my ‘Regarding Dean’ fic where Cas comes into the episode and Dean falls in love with him all over again! This has been such a journey, and I want to thank my amazing betas @googolplexicon and @wtfevenisausername for being my lifesavers and helping me every step of the way! I’m so excited to share this with yall and hope yall enjoy reading it as much as I loved writing it!
Word Count: 15.2k
Summary:
"I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is." - Victor Nabokov
Castiel knows Dean will never fall in love with him, no matter how long he pines for him. But when a witch curses Dean to lose his memory and Cas is called in to help, Dean starts flirting with him. Cas tries to focus on the case, he really does, but he’s caught up in the whirlwind of feelings Dean is stirring up. When he steps into a diner to pick up a bacon cheeseburger, milkshake, and a slice of pie for Dean, he gets taken by the Loughlins instead, leaving Dean alone in the cold.
Dean doesn’t remember the beautiful man with the bright blue eyes, but he’s warm and smells like Heaven, and his voice is deep like gravel road under tires. When the pretty man says, “I’m Cas. I’m your best friend,” Dean’s inclined to believe him, but there’s something else there: a fluttering in his chest, a gravitational pull.
“Are we dating?” No, but I wish we were.
Read the first section below the cut, and check out the rest of the fic on ao3!
                                            Cas
“Hey, Cas. It’s Sam. Listen we uh, we need your help.”
Cas swerved onto the side of the road, shutting the engine of his truck off and snatching his phone from the cup holder. Something in Sam’s voice sent a shiver of worry down Cas’ spine. The search for Kelly Kline could wait. “Sam, what’s going on?”
“Something’s happened to Dean. It started with him disappearing last night and coming back with his phone broken. We thought it was just a drunk night out,” Sam said, and Cas winced. He couldn’t remember the last time Dean had gone out like that. Most nights they were in the bunker, Dean invited Cas to watch movies with him until Dean inevitably fell asleep on the couch and Cas tugged a blanket over him and quietly read beside him. They were Cas’ favorite moments of the day; when he could curl up on the couch next to Dean and share a bowl of popcorn and pretend for a couple hours it was a movie date night. Not that that was important right now. “But something’s wrong, Cas. We think Dean’s been cursed. I just called Rowena-”
“You called Rowena?” Cas blinked in surprise. Why would Sam call Rowena before he called him? Sure, Rowena could be useful sometimes, but she was unreliable and only out for herself; the complete opposite of Cas, who would do anything to protect Dean and the rest of his family.
“It’s a witch's curse. Or at least that’s our working theory. Listen, I called Rowena for the spell help, but I don’t trust her. And Dean’s- Dean’s getting worse.”
The tug in Cas’ gut exploded into a burst of fear and nausea. “Worse? What do you mean, worse?”
There was a deep breath on the other end of the line, and then a door snicking shut as Sam stepped out of a room. “He’s losing his memory.”
Cas’ knuckles turned white from his grip on the steering wheel. “He’s what?”
Sam sucked in another breath, before letting it out in a broken sound. “It started out small, you know. Forgetting details about the case we were working on and not remembering which key was for the Impala. Then he momentarily forgot his name and-” Sam broke off, and Cas felt his stomach lurch again. “I’ve been labeling everything around the room with post-it notes because he couldn’t even remember what a lamp was. Rowena thinks it’s some kind of curse that will make him slowly forget everything about himself until he dies.”
Cas’ mouth suddenly felt like the Sahara desert, and he swallowed thickly. “What can I do?” he rasped out, hand tightening around his phone until it creaked in his grasp.
“I need you here. Rowena’s on her way, but I just don’t think that’s going to be enough. Someone needs to be able to watch over Dean if we have any hope of breaking the spell, and I want him to be around someone he feels safe with. And you’re his best friend, you know? If there’s anyone he might remember or at least feel comfortable around, it’s you.”
Something inside Cas’ chest ached. Ached so deeply it felt like he was shattering. He was supposed to protect Dean. And where was he when Dean had gotten cursed? What was he doing when Dean needed him? He was too busy in another state, handling a different case. He should’ve been there. All he could do was nod numbly at Sam’s words. Because he knew. If they couldn’t end the spell, Dean was going to die.
No.
Cas wouldn’t let that happen. He had saved Dean so many times. He could do it again. What was one more miracle, right? Even if he was a broken angel, he could save Dean’s life one more time.
“Where? Tell me where you are,” Cas said, already turning the ignition.
Cas could barely hear Sam’s voice as the engine roared to life. “Eureka Springs. Arkansas. Until you and Rowena get here, we’re gonna retrace Dean’s steps from yesterday to see if we can find the witch who cast the spell. Cas just- get here quick.”
There was that tone again in Sam’s voice. The one that had every wavelength of Cas’ being thrashing with panic. Not his Dean. Not today.
“I’ll be there by tonight,” Cas said, hanging up and immediately spinning the steering wheel until the tires screeched across the pavement. That had to be enough time. Please let there be enough time.
Being too late was not an option.
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theedorksinlove · 21 days ago
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happy one year to despair the truth <3
you're the most caring man on earth. you are the most selfless, loving human being i will ever know. you know, ever since we met, ever since i pulled you out of hell... knowing you has changed me. because you cared, i cared. i cared about you. i cared about sam, i cared about jack... i cared about the whole world because of you. you changed me, dean. why does this sound like a goodbye? because it is. i love you
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thetruthpdf · 2 months ago
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SUPERNATURAL | Balthazar + being the most iconic angel in the garrison ⤷ for @myaimistrue’s content creator celebration
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[image id: nine gifs of the angel balthazar over the course of season 6. in the first gif, castiel confronts his old friend, saying, “i know you. you’re not some common thief,” to which balthazar replies, “common? no. thief? eh” with a nonchalant shrug. in the second gif, we see a website with a zoomed-in black and white photograph. the camera shows the name first mate i. p. freeley, rms titanic before panning up to show balthazar. in the third gif, sam is shown asking balthazar, “can you help me?,” and balthazar responds over his shoulder, saying, “oh, yes, the answer is… will i?”. in the fourth, balthazar explains part of his plan to raphael, saying, “i volunteered these two marmosets for a game of fetch with virgil. you two were such an adequate stick. thank you. thank you, boys.” in the fifth gif, balthazar is shown standing in front of a rainy window in bobby’s house, saying, “good old raffy put out a hitlist on every last samaritan who helped our dear cas – including both of you. and so much more importantly, me,” before he continues preparing the spell to send sam and dean into the french mistake universe. the sixth gif is a closeup of balthazar as he says, “oh, uh, sorry, uh. you have me confused for the other angel – you know, the one in the dirty trenchcoat who’s in love with you. i… don’t care.” in the seventh, balthazar is standing on top of a car after being summoned by sam and dean, exasperatedly saying, “i’m sorry boys, do i look like a man-servant to you? no? no? then quit ringing for me, please.” the eigth gif shows sam nodding in surprise when balthazar says, “i know i’m going to regret this – but i’m officially on your side.” we then see an indignant balthazar who says, “you bastards.” the final gif features balthazar looking down and laughing in a forest. /end id]
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thetruthpdf · 21 days ago
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gone tomorrow - the staves
[image ID: four gifs from the tv show supernatural set to lyrics from the song "gone tomorrow" by the staves: "just give me some / time to borrow / you're here today / gone tomorrow." the first gif, set to "just give me some" shows castiel in 4.01 in the barn, displaying the shadows of his wings against the barn wall. the second gif, "time to borrow," parallels the first gif with a shot of castiel in 15.18 as the empty wraps around him, black goo approaching from both sides. the third gif, "you're here today," is a montage of shots throughout the seasons which shows dean looking at castiel while cas looks off in another direction. the fourth gif, "gone tomorrow," parallels the third gif, showing dean in 15.18 looking back at the empty before turning to cas, who is looking at dean with a tearful smile. /end ID]
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