Octopus filmed changing colours while sleeping.
oh my god he’s dreaming
Octopus filmed changing colours while sleeping.
oh my god he’s dreaming
When Dean finally said the words, it was in the middle of a laugh.
He had just thrown his head back and laughed openly, warmly, at Cas’s critique of Inception. They had been having a movie night in the Dean Cave. Dean had his feet in Cas’s lap and his body relaxed along the length of the couch.
Cas had looked at him so earnestly and said the most “Cas” thing he could imagine.
It warmed something in Dean’s chest.
He still couldn’t believe they were doing this–that he’d gotten this lucky.
Dean had finally kissed Cas, shared a bed with him, and the world hadn’t ended.
Cas hadn’t been pulled away from him again into the blackened ooze that still sometimes haunted his nightmares.
No, for once, the world hadn’t ended. In many ways it felt like Dean’s life was just beginning; it was something new and good—so good.
But the truth was, Dean hadn’t actually named his feelings the way Cas had.
Cas was so much better at the talking stuff.
He still made sure Cas knew how he felt, but it was so frustrating when he couldn’t get the words out, when they caught in his throat because speaking them aloud felt like having his chest flayed open by hell hounds–terrifying not because of the pain, but because he was on the precipice of losing everything that mattered.
After all, a lifetime of experience had taught Dean that the things he wanted always got ripped away from him, one way or another.
He was trying to work through all that.
They had been officially “together” for a few months now, and Dean was starting to get tired of his own bullshit insecurities.
He already knew that Cas was it for him, that he would never survive losing his angel again. What difference did saying the words actually make aside from the very positive outcome of Cas being reassured of his place in Dean’s life?
They were already all snuggled on the couch.
Who the fuck was he kidding?
Yall know that if Misha and Jensen actually ever kiss, on camera. the internet will crash, ppl will riot, I may not make it. Like it may be a precursor to the actual end of the world. We may not survive.
hello my friends. whether or not tumblr is on its actual real final last leg or not, i’ve had this blog for almost a year now and i’ve met a lot of kind, funny, and talented people who i’d like to stay in touch with if this is in fact a dying platform. also i enjoy making and using forums. i have been setting up a bb code forum hosted by jcink for continuing to talk about destiel. it is not currently ready for signups, but if you’d like to be notified via email when it is, you can send your address via this form:
Responses are private, the notification email will be sent with recipients BCC’ed, and the email addresses collected will not be used for any other purpose.
It’s possible this post won’t show up in the tags due to the link, so please reblog it if you’re interested so other people can see it also. :)
Forgot to mention some things in the initial post:
Also if you have any questions abt the forum or any desires for it (lol) feel free to message me or send an ask!
Dean: lol Cas is such a silly nerdy angel
Everyone else: dear god Castiel is heavenly wrath personified. He is filled with bloodlust and has killed more of his brethren than any angel who came before him. He can kill you before you even know you’re dead or he can torture you so effectively you forget your own name. He is the most deadliest soldier heaven has ever produced, even when his grace has been stripped from him and he is left as nothing but a human. Those who have tried to control him have paid dearly for their hubris. No one can keep him dead, not even God himself
Dean: lmao Cas come watch a cowboy movie with me in our matching cowboy hats
crazy that the spn writers were like okay we're gonna do destiel but only halfway, which one should confess their love and which one should we try to imply 'can't reciprocate' and they chose cas to confess and dean 'kills himself when cas dies' winchester supposedly 'can't reciprocate' lmao what were they smoking in the writers' room
I’m honestly so jealous and also so sorry for all new SPN Fans that are just getting into fandom lore Feb-April of 2025 cause I honestly don’t know what timeline were in (it’s the multiverse of madness of supernatural and apparently ironically of j2m + jenmish)