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' SUPERNATURAL : THE CURSE OF PAUL BUNYAN '

Dean & Sam Winchester enter a Creepy Old Mansion to save a Guy from a Witch. Sam jumps infront of the Victim as a Beam of Green light shoots out of the Evil Witch's hands. Dean snuck up behind the Witch & shoot her in the head with a 'Witch Killing Bullet ' just a second after Sam was hit with the Green Beam. After, the Witch was ganked Dean went to check on Sam but, he seemed fine & was untying the Victim. After, the Victim thanked them promising to keep quiet, he left, & then they burned the Witch's corpse. Dean noticed Sam seemed taller than usual. Sam then started growing a few inches a minute & noticed when the Impala was waist hight to him . Dean watched as Sam's growth excelerated into high gear growing a couple feet a every second. He was growing tall as the Mansion & slowly surpassing it. Dean hurried to the Mansion Roof Top to get to higher ground to try to communicate better with Sam. Once, he reaches the Roof he stares in awe & intimidation at Sam as he's grown into Giant towering over him & the Mansion! Dean later figures out after researching lore that the Witch hit Sam with an Ancient Curse known as ' The Paul Bunyan Curse '.

' UNUSUAL DETAINMENT '

In a Different Reality Scientists came up with a unique way to subdue, capture, & detain criminals by shrinking people. The Shrinking Rays were handed out to Law Enforcement & the Military. In this world's reality Jensen Ackles decided to go become a Cop instead of acting. One day he shrunk a Spoiled Rich Guy who was speeding away from him. Jensen zapped the Guy & his Expensive Car. He stuffed the Little Brat & his Car inside the back of his pants pocket. He used this humiliating method to detain people who were a Pain in the Ass until he got back to the station. He loved to give his own version punishment in the form of his version of 'Tear Gas' by unleashing built up farts on the little man.

' SUPERNATURAL: CAS-WICH '

Shrunken Castiel jumped on Dean's Sandwich in protest tired of him taking his sweet time to look for a way to unshrink him . He lays flat on his stomach saying he won't move until Dean looks for a cure. " Sorry, Bud I'm too hungry to fight. I'd get of my sandwich if I was u! " Dean says. Cas shakes his No. " All right have it ur way! " Dean grumbles. He then picks up the Sandwich. " Dean..stop! " Cas screams as the Sandwich moves towards Dean's Mouth. Dean strategically ate around Cas to his horror. Teaching Cas no one gets between him & his Food.

' SUPERNATURAL: SPIT DON'T SWALLOW ' Dean Winchester was hypnotized to believe a Shrunken man was a Jawbreaker but, luckily Castiel found Dean sitting on the ground leaning against the Impala before he was just a few minutes away from biting down. He grabbed Dean's jaw saying "Dean it's very IMPORTANT u listen to me! That's NOT Food in ur Mouth. So SPIT , DON'T SWALLOW !" Dean's confused what he meant but, listened anyway trusting Cas. He spit the Tiny into Cas's hand & then Cas put a hand on Dean's forehead breaking the trance. Dean looked at Cas's hand again seeing a Shrunken man were what he thought was a Jawbreaker used to be." What the F*ck!" Dean said dropping his jaw.

Just a bunch of Sam gifs because I love him

MY HEART CAN'T TAKE SAM SINGING

Hjjjjjjjj the spn obsession has startedddd

Flowers

Castiel x GN!Reader

i love his eyes. that's it, that's the tweet. guys...this is very sweet but i don't know if i'm satisfied?? tell me what you think, writing castiel is very hard, lawd

Summary: In a hunt, a flower appears over your pillow after you come back to the motel room at night. Who left it there?

Warnings: FLUFF, TOOTH-ROTTING FLUFF, i pictured s4/5 cas in this, use of y/n, sweet confession, NOT PROOF READ, that's it? english isn't my first language

WC: 2.5k

You can learn how to change Y/N for your actual name here

enjoy!

When you started hunting with Sam and Dean one of the last things you expected to encounter was an Angel, especially after discovering they aren't “harps and halos" like in the books you read as a kid, but instead soldiers and sometimes assholes.

Castiel was an exception to the “asshole” part, he was actually very sweet when it came to you and the boys. Helped you, saved you and cared for you. In that sense, Cas was just like the Angel stories, a guardian of the humans he was in charge of.

And for you, it was fun teaching Cas about humans and how they behaved, helped him when he didn't understand Dean's pop culture references, got him to watch classic movies and listen to music and he was always very keen into doing so, curious and intrigued in what you explained to him.

Those big blue eyes always gave you his full attention, sometimes with that little frown that you started to call “The Angel Frown” while he questioned you about something that, to you, was basic knowledge. You were always as patient as possible with him, always clarifying what you could in words he could understand and that ended up always making him come to you for help.

In conclusion, you and Cas got closer and you started to catch yourself staring when he wasn't looking, admiring his smiles, drowning into his sapphire eyes and wishing that he had just more doubts about how people acted so you could spend more time with him.

You knew, from what Castiel told you, that Angels and feelings, human feelings at least, weren't compatible and that things such as love and romance weren't truly a reality for him and his siblings, they were warriors after all, created to serve their Father and that was it. 

Even when Castiel rebelled for the Winchesters, letting go of the “I don't serve men” mindset was difficult but you, Dean and Sam were there for him. You were more understandable then the brothers because you knew Cas was trying his best.

And because you fell for the Angel, but nobody needed to know that.

One night you arrived at the motel room you were staying at, after waving goodnight to Sam and Dean, them going to their separate room.

You opened the door and sighed deeply in exhaustion. It had been a long day of questioning and more questions appearing then those answered. At first you guys thought of a vengeful spirit, then cursed object, then witch. All of those possibilities were still up and it was driving you three insane. People were dying and you felt useless.

Once you closed the door and threw your stuff in the closest table you turned to your bed, where your bag was placed to get some clothes to take a well deserved shower. But, when you looked at your pillow, you noticed a single pink flower sitting over it and you furrowed your eyebrows.

You approached the flower slowly, skeptical about it, your hunter instincts telling you this wasn't good news. You slowly reached for it, as if it could bite your hand off, and picked it up. You analyzed the plant, very confused and grabbed your laptop.

You searched until you found a flower similar to the one you were holding and learned it was a Camellia. You looked between the screen and the flower and you searched up what a pink Camellia meant because, as much as you knew, flowers weren't really something you looked into.

What you found was shocking. According to the internet, a pink Camellia represents admiration and appreciation and Camellias and general represent love and affection. You widen your eyes at the flower in your hands, looking around your empty room as if someone would pop up and explain what this was doing at your bed. Wrong room?

You couldn't think of anybody that could give you this willingly. It definitely wasn't Sam or Dean because, first, they spent the whole day by your side and, second, unless they meant it platonically, the boys didn't see you like that. You loved them and they loved you, of course, but, to them, you were like a sister Dean loves you like he loves Sam, the same way Sam loves you like he loves Dean and vice-versa.

The only person that came to your mind was…No, it couldn't be, he said himself, love for him was basically unachievable but you couldn't help but wonder, even if your rational brain said it was stupid to think Cas would mean that. You smiled at the flower, that tinge of hope lightning inside you.

You looked around the room to look for something you could fill up with water and found an empty beer bottle. That'll do.

You washed the bottle to get the smell of alcohol off and filled it up with water, placing the little flower inside.

The pink color of the petals clashed with the transparent green of the bottle and you smiled at that. It looked cute in a way. You thought, even if this didn't come from someone you knew, you were keeping it, at least the flower.

You left the makeshift vase in your nightstand and took your stuff to the shower, peeling off your suit and your tie on the way, leaving it on the ground as you locked yourself inside the bathroom.

In these moments, Cas thanked his abilities of becoming unseen because you arrived just as he was leaving the Camellia over your pillow. He spent the day researching flowers, finding an interest in how humans always gave them to the people they cared about or to the ones who passed. He wanted to give you one to show you that he cared for you and also as a thank you for being patient with him for a long time.

He always felt happier around you, a warm feeling inside him always seemed to bloom. He felt the need to be close to you, like you were a human magnet. Everytime you looked at him he felt a weird feeling in his stomach, your smile was always something he felt the need to chase, he wanted to see it always in your face. He admired the way your eyes would shine when you were talking about something you liked.

When he saw you placing the flower on the nightstand with a smile he felt that weird feeling in his stomach again. He would do anything to see that look on your face again.

That hunt lasted a week, taking you three too long to figure out it was a witch and even longer to find said witch and to say you guys were fed up was an understatement. 

For that long week you dared to say you missed the Angel, you thought about calling him, praying to him, multiple times but what were you going to say when he arrived? Missed you? I just wanted to see you?

Everything you thought sounded too intimate so you discarded the idea of calling him.

But two more flowers appeared on your pillow after that pink Camellia. A Peony that you learned meant for the Chinese something along the lines of “the most beautiful” and a stunning Carnation in a light red shade that represented admiration. At this point you were very intrigued about who was the one giving you the flowers, Castiel still on your mind. You didn't want to get your hopes too high, you were probably overthinking it anyways, making your heart speak louder than your brain.

You were lying on your bed, staring at the tiny bouquet of three flowers given piece by piece to you. It was your last night in that room, Dean having insisted he needed the sleep so as to not crash the Impala from tiredness. You had offered to drive as you weren't as bad as he was but, of course, that was an immediate no from the older brother so all of you settled for one more night.

As you close your eyes and start to fall asleep, a sudden flutter of wings gets your attention. It's dark in the room so you take a peek and for sure it's Cas. You hold back a smile and close your eyes, pretending to be sleeping.

You feel the Angel approaching the bed, his presence making your heart quicken in your chest. From what it sounds like, he's just standing, watching you and you start to feel very nervous.

Castiel on the other hand arrived to see your sleeping form and couldn't help but watch. You looked peaceful, your breathing was calm and you looked…pretty. Cas thought all his father's creations were wonderful but he felt like you could top them all, literally, in your sleep.

He had another little flower in his hand which, to him, had a very self-explanatory name, a Forget-Me-Not.

He spun the blue flower on his fingers, debating if he should leave it inside the vase or besides you, over your pillow. 

He approached you and while he was placing the flower next to your head he felt a gentle hand wrap around his wrist and instantly froze on the spot.

You opened your eyes and looked at his near-horrified face. You smiled at him.

“Got you” You said, a little above a whisper and looked at the flower he was holding. That one you knew the name and what it meant and you felt warmth spreading through your cheeks, not just at that one flower, but knowing now that all those flowers you received came from Cas.

“I'm sorry for disturbing you” He said as he retreated his hand and you held the Forget-Me-Not. He was tense, not looking at you.

“So you were the secret admirer leaving me these flowers?” You asked as you slowly sat up on the bed and placed the blue flower inside the bottle with the three others. You placed both your hands over your lap, fidgeting nervously with your fingers. “Why?”

He looked around. What was he supposed to say? Himself barely knew why he was doing this but it felt right so he kept going with it. He noticed that the flower meanings resembled things that he felt or thought of you and he enjoyed collecting them for you, especially after you kept them.

“These flowers all have a meaning behind them” He started “Take them as a thank you for…being helpful with my understanding of human behaviors” 

You smiled stupidly at that. The way he said it sounded like something he had rehearsed before coming to you to say it, the words too polite. But yet, that's one of the things you liked about him.

“You didn't have to Cas…They are beautiful, thank you” You said and looked at the flowers again, biting your lip. You felt his eyes on you, it was always intimidating. You knew that it was just the way he was, look right into your eyes while you talk to show you had his full attention, his beautiful blue orbs hypnotizing.

Cas analyzed every aspect of yours as you sat in front of him, his eyes wondering over your figure and his hands moved faster than his thoughts and he reached for your shoulder, his palm traveling from your shoulder blade to the end of your upper arm and back up, tracing a pattern over your skin. He longed to touch you and be closer to you in a way he couldn’t explain so, in this moment, you both alone, he decided to fulfill this wish.

You widened your eyes and looked up at Castiel who was entranced by the movement of his hand, goosebumps flaring up on your skin.

“Cas?” You said and acknowledged your call with a hum “What are you…?”

He finally looked at you, his hand steadied on your shoulder.

“When I’m around you I always feel this need to touch you, be closer and this…” He shakes his head, finding a word to define how he felt. “Warmth comes over me everytime you smile”

His eyes bore through yours and you could only stare back at him, shocked.

“Cas, you’re saying–”

“I think I might love you, Y/N” He interrupted. The way he said it sounded like a confusion, a slight approach, as if he was tiptoeing around the thought, not sure if he wanted to grasp it or just keep his distance.

You were dumbfounded. He sounded so sincere and your heart started to beat faster, his hand over your shoulder felt like it was burning through your skin. It all made sense, the flowers, the way he was always keen on talking to you even when you did most of the talking and he just listened with a faint smile and pure interest, he just didn’t know because he never felt like this before, he didn’t know what loving was like.

You landed a hand over his cheek, your eyes practically watering with an emotional overload at his words. You thumb rubbed the light stubble on his cheek and you pulled him in for a hug. You wanted to kiss him so bad but you were on a baby steps basis with the Angel.

You hugged him tightly, his hands hesitantly wrapping around your frame as you let out a deep breath. When you pulled back, you didn’t pull away completely from him looking between his eyes and his mouth, a giddy smile on your face.

“I think I might love you too Castiel” You said and he widened his own eyes, a light chuckle coming out of you at his reaction.

Your chuckles were cut off by his lips on yours and you gasped in surprise. His mouth was as soft as you expected, his lips moving against your in perfect sync. He was impressively a good kisser, one of his hands gently holding at the back of your neck while the other slid down to your waist.

You felt like a bomb had exploded inside you, a foreign feeling of happiness spreading to every single cell on your body as your arms wrapped around his neck to hold yourself when he sat on the bed, pulling you over his lap, making you yelp.

You both pulled away, your arms still wrapped around each other and he had a light smile on his face. You one hundred per cent had a shocked look on yours, your cheeks hot and breathing heavy.

“Where’d you learn that?” You asked, absolutely knocked by the kiss.

“Dean told me a thing or two” He said and you couldn’t help but laugh, your body shaking against his as he also chuckled. “It seems like I did great?”

You stopped your laughs and looked in his eyes, drowning in their ocean blue. You gave a peck to the corner of his mouth.

“You did amazing” You said as one of your hands played with the hair at the nape of his neck and he pulled you in, the warmth spreading through both of you yet again, never wanting to let go.

A/N: Notes and reblogs encourage me to keep writing, feedback helps me make those writing better. Thank you for reading, XoXo.

Hello supernatural fandom

Hi random!!! I'm really super exited, I am going to be joining this fandom next year around September and I really can't wait. I'm still on season 5 and have a super long way to go but if I watch approximately 1 episode a day ill finish it in September 2024. I'm really disappointed in ruby by now cause i though she would be good, I'm in episode 2 right now. And I ship Castiel and Dean so bad right now. I haven't joined the fandom yet cause i don't want to have any spoilers. More spoilers cause i already know some people die but im trying to forget that. And why does Dean blame Sammy so much? Like yeah he screwed up but it was ruby!!! I'm sobbing. So...... se you all in September!!!!!

Ok, so this past year my demons have haunted me. This year im embracing them. French kiss them.... might even fuck them... who knows?

OMG!!!! The LIKES!!! IM SORRY BUT THIS IS SO FREAKING EMPOWERING. I FINALLY CAME UP WITH SOMETHING FUNNY!!!!

Meanwhile Me defending the love of my life.

He's KILLED people before!!! He's insane!!!

Me: yeah...but have you SEEN the way he smiles?

I just saw fan fiction supernatural. Season 10 and it's just... Dean finally got to see that no matter what he did Sammy would always be there for him. And then Sam saw it himself.... it's just so 😭😭😭

And then he got to see what we think of him and Cas. It was glorious. He didn't want to admit it though

Why is this getting so many likes though?

Ok so this is funny the other day I was in the hair salon and somehow ended up in a hair dryer for the fist time. I was literally freaking out because I remember this episode in supernatural where a woman ended up dying in one of those things.

But I am alright thanks Chuck

It's funny cause every time I tag a post for fandom it feels like im putting bat signals so everyone gets to see it😂

Screaming, crying, sobbing, throwing up. Just heard brother let me be your shelter and a Winchester brothers edit and it hurts. I don't know why. I need therapy to talk about how this show is killing me and making me feel alive at the same time.

hi guys! So. I am currently obsessed with the though of Sam and Dean having a little teen sister who is lesbian. If anyone knows any fics please tell me.

Thanks. I'm still straying to decide my sexuality and I guess this is my way 😊💜💜💜

why wincest is wrong.

Yes. I m now a full on anti wincest so get ready ppl.

Firtst reason is. Dean is literally Sam's dad.

My mom broke up with my dad when I was 6 and I stayed with my father and little brother. My dad had to work and sometimes travel into the state leaving us alone. So every single day after school. I was the one taking care of him. The one to cook for him, read to him, tuck him in bed. And even if i was a kid myself I had to take care if him. I had to protect him. He got in trouble in school once because some kid was bullying him, and the boy ended up with a broken nose and I almost got expelled from the school. Now after all this year's. I still take care of him. Its not something that i can just turn off. I cant imagine the world without him. And if it did come down to it. I'd sell my soul to the devil a thousand times. But that doesn't mean i am in love with him! It means that in my eyes he is my kid. No matter if he is only 2 years younger than him. It had been written in my mind, it's who I am. I know that I need to protect him. And that is how Dean feels about Sam. He is not in love with his brother. He is his older brother, his father. I guess that is why Dean is literally my main roll model.

Second. Agter all the shit they went through they only had each other. People died all around them. Hell they died themselves. And still they come back and are there for each other. That what family is.

Third. It's destiel Bitches. Thats the ship. Its what it is. And if you all think destiel is wrong it's completely ok. Just don't be pairing two brothers.

I think that mutual respect is very important.

There are people who ship wincest and others that don't.

Personally I think wincest is grooms and sick cause there are brothers, and Dean is like a father to sam etc. But other people are very open minded and that is ok.

As long as we aren't pushing each other to think the same everything will go in harmonie. There are people who ship destiel and others that don't. But there is no need to go fighting against each other. Its a free world, we are aloud to believer in what we want. And also let's not forget, that even if Supernatural has been there for us for a long time. It is a fictional show the characters aren't real. And at one point ee have to accept this.

No matter who we ship and who we don't. We have one thing in common. We all love it. We all feel at home when we watch it. So again, I think that everyone gets to keep their place in this amazing app, and talk about the things that we all like. Like Bobby. And the impala. And stuff like that. We are all a big family so let's act like it.

I wish you all a great day. 💜💜💜

help.

I wanna know what's going on with Misha Collins and Taylor swift. I am honestly confused and new to the Fandom.

I want to give aprecciation to a very special girl that we would all be rooting for if she was a man...

Lets remeber that her parent abused her and she was just a kid when she made a deal, she is just broken and lonely and looking out for herself...lets not forget her.

Also...HAPPY ANNIVERSARY DESTIEL!!!