Okay But HOW THE FUCK Do I Explain This Show And The Impact It Has On My Mental Health To My Elderly

Okay but HOW THE FUCK do I explain this show and the impact it has on my mental health to my elderly therapist who’s never heard of it?!

How do you unpack not only this show BUT EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED SINCE NOVEMBER within a 50 minute therapy session?!

Tell me please, I’m literally begging you!!

this is all so insane and genuinely delightful.... i love that in order to decipher a single thing that ever goes on with this NOW DEFUNCT show you have to be in the trenches...... the amount of words it would take to explain to any normal person that two guest stars who haven’t appeared in the show for a decade are currently tweeting back and forth at each other and random fans - in the form of role-playing in-character fan fiction - about booking valentine’s day weddings at the bar their characters ran..... with hints towards (but no confirmation of) a marriage between a character who confessed his love and left the show forever directly afterwards and another character who d*** in the last episode and never addressed his own feelings........ ANYWAYS dean and cas are probably getting married on twitter is a thing i can truthfully say without suffering from a complete detachment from reality..... holy hell... when we say supernatural is a phenomenon that will never be repeated or matched ever again lmfao...

Us: Dean sure would look good as death!

The c*w: Here you’ve got dead Dean

Us: Death Dean!

The c*w: ...dead Dean!

O Death

These make me so happy💚💙

Destiel Wedding Headcanons/Snippets Masterpost

Making a little masterpost of all the drabbles/snippets I wrote regarding the destiel wedding for anyone who hasn’t seen any of these, has only read some of them, or who wants to read them all again!

Kissing Before the ‘You May Kiss Your Groom’

Family Group Hug After the First Dance

Bets on How Many Times Dean and Cas Kiss During the Wedding

Dean Claiming Cas as His with a Winchester Pin

A Rice Krispie Valentine on the Dance Floor

Is it Gay to Have Your Wedding on Valentines Day?

Sharing a Kiss With Eyes Closed Before the Ceremony 

How They Feel Right After They Say ‘I Do’

Father-Daughter and Father-Son Dance

Three Taps to Say ‘I Love You’

From Buddy to Hubby

The Moments Dean and Cas Whisper the Word Husband

Polaroid Pictures of the Family During the Wedding

A Hoedown and Some Cowboy Hats

Dean Sees Cas Across the Room and Falls in Love Again

Never Taking Their Rings Off

Dean Praying to Cas Before the Wedding and During His Vows

Cas Leaving a Note for Dean Signed CW

Not a Soft Epilogue, But a Beginning for Dean and Cas

Dean Needs a Breather and Reassures Cas His Tears are Happy Tears

We’re Going to Disney World (Honeymoon Edition)

Dean Introducing Cas as His Husband Just to Make Cas Blush

The Morning After the Wedding: A Day in Bed Cuddling and Kissing

I’ve checked every day to see if a new chapter’s up and I almost screamed with happiness when I found this one!!

This is one of my favorite fics ever!!!🥰💚💙

Heart Of Glass

Masterpost link for Reelin’ In The Years: Here

“Morning, Sunshine.”

Dean walked into the hospital room carrying two duffels, mostly filled with clothes and stuff Cas may like but also some hex bags for protection. Lucky for him his little brother is dabbling more into witchcraft and can successfully make them a charm too.

“I got you a present.” Dean dropped the bags on the one plastic half couch that he has been using as a bed the last two days before walking over to drop a kiss on the top of Cas’s head. “It’s for protection.”

Cas hummed as his eyes fluttered closed for a few seconds, a little drugged out, before looking up a Dean with a half glare. There was no fire behind those eyes—just a worried stare. “I thought I told you to go home. Get proper rest.”

“I’m fine.” Dean dismissed him as he raked his fingers through Cas’s hair to push it back and away from his face. “Do you want your present or not?”

“Of course.”

Dean saw Cas try to reach for him with his bandaged hands but winced as pain probably shot through him. Dean carefully laid his hand softly on top of his. They are working on a spell to heal him hopefully, but Rowena was busy running Hell to answer her phone. Still, Sam says he could probably get it done in a few days. They just have to hunt down some ingredients.

Dean wasn’t telling Cas until it was a sure-fire plan, but he didn’t want Cas to remember this painful time. He already has enough to deal with without visible scars to remind him.

“It’s um,” Dean digs his hand into his jean pocket as he clears his throat. “Since I’m keeping your um…grace, for now, I think you can have something of mine to wear.”

Dean pulls out the amulet necklace that Sam gave him as a kid. He knows that maybe the chain doesn’t mean much to Cas— he probably hates it considering Chuck and all that shit—but it was all Dean could get his hands on last minute.

“Sam charmed it, so it’ll keep you safe from demons since we haven’t gotten you or the kid inked up yet. Um, Jack got one of my old bracelets, but I figured you’d want something to twirl around your neck.”

“And you’re giving this to me?”

“Yeah.”

“As a gift?”

“Yeah, Cas. Why you don’t like it?”

Cas smiled as he sat himself up way too quickly and got dizzy in the process. He lifted his bandaged hands to grip his head before muttering, “Can you make the bed into a chair again, please?”

Dean helped Cas with his bed before sitting beside his boyfriend, who already had the necklace in his blistering red fingers. Dean watched his face for a reaction, but Cas only looked like he was studying it between his swelling fingers before he held it out for Dean to take.

He was about to take it as a rejection, and he had a speech ready if this did happen, but then Cas firmly ordered, “Put it on me.”

“You forget a word there, buddy?” Dean chuckled while he took the leather chain to drape over his boyfriend’s head until it fell against his chest.

Cas looked down at it before he slowly grazed it with his fingertips. Then he looked up at Dean with watery eyes and a soft smile. “Please. I forgot, please.”

“Yeah,” Dean reached to kiss the single tear off his cheek. “But I forgive you this one time cause you got a little scratch.”

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This is perfection!! I listened to it on repeat yesterday to finish my destiel wedding fic and it got me into the perfect headspace because it’s so much them and so incredibly soft and sweet😭🥰

Listening to this makes me so happy, this is what they deserve!!💙💚

And especially the lines from “to fill all those things long suppressed” up to “you had me all along” are so heartachingly beautiful, they really hit me everytime I hear them.

Thank you so much for putting this out there, you are incredibly talented!!

Howdy, hellers! I wrote a sweet lil’ song about what Dean Winchester & his angel husband are getting up to in Heaven. (If you’re a finale denialist, more power to you! Just imagine they’re in, like, Heaven, Montana or something.) It’s a lot more saccharine than my usual stuff, but if anyone deserves a soft epilogue it’s those two. Went for a kinda sorta country vibe & ran the whole mix to cassette tape, For Reasons.

I’ve made the song available for free download via SoundCloud, and it’s under a Creative Commons license, so please feel free to use the song & lyrics in your vids & art & gifs if you want! And if you like what you hear, gimme a follow on Spotify & Instagram & Twitter—I have a new full-length record coming out later this year. 👀

Also make sure to follow @theirlovewasreal​ for more sweet Destiel & Saileen fluffiness. <3

Roadhouse

Turn up the lights and let’s call it a night

And send all of our friends on their way

I’ll burn the ice—it’s a small paradise—

And then later let’s misbehave

We don’t need quarters for the jukebox here

So put on “Nightshift” and let’s dance

You got me swingin’ from the chandeliers

Holdin’ on to a second chance

A mountain, a canyon, the palm of your hand

On my shoulder, its ultimate home

Starlight in strands and our toes in the sands

And the endless expanses to roam

We don’t need fuel for the engines here

So gimme the keys and let’s drive

You got me clingin’ to the steering wheel

Never once did I feel so alive

I know there’s no need for sleep here

But lie next to me and surrender to the softness of rest

The way has been hard but the silence is ours now

To fill with all those things long suppressed

I never did say what I needed to say

Or I tried and it all came out wrong

I love you, I love you, of course I do

You had me all along

Your wedding drabbles are the cutest thing ever🥺🥰

Reading this just make me.. like horny, but for cuddles🥰 (I don’t know if there’s a word for that😄)

The first thing Dean does when he wakes up is squeeze his eyes shut even tighter. Memories flood over him and it's almost too perfect to bear. His heart absolutely aches with thoughts of the wedding. Was yesterday even real?

Slowly, Dean cracks one eye open and he's grounded by the sight of Cas wrapped around him, legs tangled and chests pressed together; not just a sensation but an actual physical presence. Cas' hand is settled on Dean's chest, wedding ring resting right over Dean's heart. Out of the corner of his eye he can see their suits draped over the chair in the corner of the hotel room along with the rose Dean has pinned onto Cas' lapel perched delicately on the nightstand.

Oh God. It really was real. This. Them. They're married.

Dean's heartrate must kick up with his faster breathing because Cas' eyes flutter open. The second they do, Dean moves to capture Cas' lips in a breathtaking kiss. Cas' hand instantly moves to cup the back of Dean's neck; metal ring pressing against Dean's warm skin. They break the kiss slowly, panting short breaths against each other's lips in between little pecks and lingering touches.

"Good morning, husband. Can't believe I get to say that," Dean murmurs, kissing Cas' nose before shifting to nuzzle into Cas' neck.

"Husband," Cas whispers in awe, almost as if he were experiencing the same pleased shockwaves Dean had felt when he'd woken up a few minutes prior. Cas' eyes wander down to the ring on his finger, before catching sight of the matching one on Dean's. Linking their fingers together, Cas brings Dean's hand up to his lips and presses a lingering kiss to the band on Dean's finger. "I'm never going to tire of calling you husband."

Dean tugs Cas down into more lazy kisses, and God it feels so good. Cas has this little starstruck smile on his face every time they stop kissing and it makes Dean's heart skip a beat.

"Good morning," Cas finally murmurs, a little dazed after they've made out for a good half an hour. "Can the honeymoon start tomorrow?"

Dean props himself up to look at Cas, brushing his fingers through his husband's messy hair. "Thought you wanted that beach getaway today?" Dean asks.

"I do." Cas lingers on the words, smiling tenderly as the words echo his 'I do' from the wedding yesterday. "Right now, I just want this with you. Your arms around me. Your lips on mine. Just you and me. Don't wanna leave this bed."

And Dean gets it. Cuddles and lazy kisses leading to making out all day. Wrapped in each other's arms and just enjoying the bliss of being newlyweds. God that sounded perfect. The beach honeymoon could wait until tomorrow. Right now, ordering room service and laying in each other's arms and kissing the day away was all they could ever dream of.