Ive Been Thinking About This All Day, Adding Stuff In My Mind.

I’ve been thinking about this all day, adding stuff in my mind.

(prompt submitted by @shows-up-naked-covered-in-bees )

“Dean?” came a familiar voice in his head. It was Cas. Dean rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.

 “Dude. I told you to stop getting in my head. It just creepy,” he mumbled. Something was off, though. What he heard wasn’t his own voice. It was… Cas’? Dean opened his eyes. He found himself in some random motel room. What the hell? he thought. Dean was sure he had fallen asleep in his room in the bunker. Had he forgotten about a hunt he was on? That couldn’t be right. 

“Dean, what are you doing?” came Castiel’s voice inside his head.

 “That’s what I’m trying to figure out,” Dean said. Again he heard Cas’ voice rather than his own.

 “No, I mean why are you in here?” 

“I guess I’m on a hunt,” Dean yawned, rolling out of the motel bed. Still rubbing his eyes, he went into the bathroom to wash his face. He turned on the sink and leaned forward to splashed some cold water on his face. Straightening up, he towel off his face. For the first time, he saw his reflection in the mirror. 

Dean almost fell over in surprise. What he saw in the mirror wasn’t his own face; it was Cas’. “Cas, why am I wearing your face?” he sputtered. 

“That’s what I’ve been trying to ask you. You’re inside my vessel.” 

“I’m inside you? Wow, that sounds wrong.”

“It’s more like you’re in here with me.” 

“Alright, but how? Why?”

“I don’t know. “

“Well, what do we do about it?”

“Awesome.” This was all too weird. It wasn’t exactly bad, but it was sure as hell crazy. Dean began to notice how he could feel Castiel’s grace running through him. It was calming and familiar. It was… kind of nice. Dean shook his head. This was no time for those sort of thought. He has to find a way back into his own body. He needed to call Sam. 

“I don’t know.” 

“Good idea. Your brother might be able to look through the Men of Letter files to find what caused this and maybe now to reverse it.” 

“Hold on. You heard that? What I was thinking?”

“Of course. We are sharing a vessel and, in turn, a mind.” Duh. Dean mentally face palmed for not thinking of that.

“Come on, let go call Sam.”

———————

“Found anything yet cause I’ve got squat,” Dean says in Cas’ voice. 

“Uh, yeah. Come check this out. It says here that a soul can be transferred into a different body or vessel with this spell. In order to reverse the spell, a counter spell must be performed over the original vessel,” Sam informed.

“Great, so what do we need?”

“It says we need an angel feather, the blood of the original vessel, and a few different herbs.”

“We have all that here, don’t we?”

“Yeah, they should be in the storage area.”

“Awesome, let’s do this thing.” As he gathered the ingredients, Dean began to feel something like Cas’ grace dimming. It felt like he was sad for some reason.

“What’s wrong Cas?” he asked in his mind.

“It’s nothing, really.” 

“Come on, I know it’s not nothing.” There was a short pause.

“Well, it’s just been kind of nice to, uh, feel your soul like this again. It’s so pure and beautiful, and I haven’t been this close to it since I pulled you from perdition.”

Dean wanted to protest the things Cas said about his soul. He didn’t believe it was pure or beautiful, and it was kind of embarrassing to hear Cas say that about him, but the way he said it was so sincere that it was hard to believe anything else. He didn’t really know how to respond.

“I made you uncomfortable,” Cas states.

“No, no, it’s not that. It’s just I wasn’t expecting that.” In all honesty, Cas’ grace had a similar effect on Dean. He had never remembered when Cas pulled him out of hell, but Cas’ grace felt so familiar; he must have felt it before. It was peaceful, and it felt safe and warm. He almost didn’t want to go back to his own body.

“Do you really feel that way, Dean?” Cas asked. There was some unknown emotion in Cas’ voice when he asked that.

“Yeah. I guess I do.” Normally Dean would have denied any of that, but with Cas in his mind- or rather he in Cas’- there was no hiding anything. Cas’ grace brightened at Dean’s confession and warmth flowed through him. 

“I think that’s everything,” Sam said, placing several jars of crushed herbs on the table. 

“Alright,” Dean replied, setting the angel feathers and a vile of his blood next to the herbs. “Let’s get this show on the road.”

The spell was simple. Sam performed it with easy over Dean’s body which was in his bed where he had left it. In a bright flash of light and a few exploded light bulbs, Dean’s soul left Castiel’s vessel and reentered his own body. 

It was cold. He already missed Cas’ grace, but Cas stood so close to him he could almost still feel it. They stared at each other, more intensely than usual, Sam noted. He started to feel like he was intruding on something so he cleared his throat awkwardly.

“Did I miss something?” he questioned.

“No, what makes you think you did?” Dean denied.

“Nevermind. I’m just gonna… go.”

———————

In the weeks that followed Sam noticed how Dean and Cas would stand closer to each other than they had in the past. He had always know there was something between them, but now it was obvious. He thought about asking them what it was. However, he decided it wasn’t really his business. They would tell him when they were ready. In the meantime, Sam would just have to avoid intruding on whatever it was that was happening when they stared at each other so intensely. 

tumblr meme culture is really just a form of neo dadaism

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Source: The Mary Sue (x)

So a few notes: This is BuckLeming.

This is for 14.12.

However, BuckLeming has been strangely solid for themselves this year. Short of some mechanical dialogue explaining everyone parting ways in 14.02, it was a solidly good episode, and we’ve heard that 14.07 will be some of their best writing to date.

I’ll just let everybody I know yell about this.

Every side-quest perfectly desribed

every episode of Supernatural

random person: *dies* 

cut to Sam and Dean eating on the impala outside a food truck 

Sam: so get this a random person across the country died 

Dean: ok but it’s probably not our thing 

*it is their thing*

Scene change: Dean and Sam walking outside

Dean or Sam: hey do you really think we should be taking this case, considering the season’s overarching plot line?

Dean or Sam: we’ve got no leads so I’ve got to work or I’ll go crazy 

Dean: hello sheriff pay no attention to the fact we look like supermodels, have ridiculous names on these clearly fake FBI badges and my brother has the same hair style as Jackie Kennedy and give us all the info on this case 

random sheriff: this case? Why you FBI boys are wasting your time. There isn’t a case here. 

Visibly shaken white woman holding baby: this isn’t like (random person) I just can’t believe it

Dean: did you hear or smell anything weird? Sulfur? Cold spots? These are very official FBI questions. 

Visibly shaken white woman holding baby: Of course, agents. Look I’ve told you everything I know, except for this mysterious hint. 

*Sam swallows and looks at Dean*

*Scene change*

*Impala pulls into motel*

*research* 

Sam: I think it’s this thing 

*it’s not that thing* 

Sam: get this, I think we’re dealing with this thing. 

Dean: That’s great Sammy but I think I know where the thing is going to be

Monster: attacks visibly shaken white woman holding baby

*Sam and Dean arrive just before visibly shaken white woman holding baby passes out

Monster: *chokes Sam*

*Camera shot of Sam’s face as he is being chocked* 

If only Sam could reach the phone/ knife/ gun!!!!

Sam: *eyes roll back into head* 

Dean: arrives in the nick of time and kills monster 

Visibly shaken white woman hugs baby, she is teary-eyed: “so you’re telling me monsters are real??? Thank you for saving us!!! If only you could have saved that random person. I guess I’ll have to move on now.” 

*scene change, Sam and Dean in Impala* 

Dean or Sam: that was the right thing to do 

Dean or Sam: but was it 

Dean or Sam: sometimes you can’t save everyone. 

*implication that story of random person is the same as Sam/ Dean’s season plot line issue 

Dean and Sam look at each other 

Sam is clearly nervous

Dean is stoic

Impala drives into rain

Fade to black 

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Jensen showing off Misha’s future closet. So nicely organised! Well done, Jensen. 

(from Jensen and Danneel’s AD video tour x) 

the year is 2015, i am sitting in my apartment, alone, making honest-to-god distressed noises over dean’s grin to cas in ‘heaven can wait’