Certifiable Deangirl

I’m sorry, Dean BIKED Sam to the hospital when they were 9 and 5 and Sam broke his arm?? Where the fuck was John??? And he’s talking like it’s a fond memory but if Dean jumped first and then Sam broke his arm you just KNOW that Dean was having 15 consecutive panic attacks on the way to the hospital. Good god these children deserved better

like truly makes me feel insane. what if all you ever wanted to do was protect and save someone but they were truly damned from the start.

tessa immediately clocking that the best way to keep dean distracted and busy is to give him someone to take care of....

Day after the wedding and Cas helps Dean with his hangover, mildly scolding him for drinking too much and Dean just goes "well you signed up for the 'in health and sickness' yourself, buddy"

i know in my heart that when dean had michael locked inside his head the only way he could sleep at all was with his head in cas' lap and cas working his angel mojo to keep the door shut so dean could get some brief rest. it required a lot of concentration for cas and it was so hard because dean was sleeping in his lap and it was thrilling and he kept thinking that once this is all over maybe we can do this again but like normal people, maybe we can both rest like this.

Every time Cas ran off on his lone wolf, stoic man, isolated hero bullshit they should have let him write Dean tender letters he never expected Dean to read, narrated MWWBK style, I think that would have been so affirming for him, like yes I am doing this for You and You will never know the Sacrifice it takes and the Yearning it begets because I shall Never Tell You so as not to Burden You, My Beautiful, Fragile Wife for whom I Wage this War all the while Dean's digging up graves and telling dumb jokes and getting thrown into walls and jacking it to Dr Sexy and being like, damn wish Cas were here, miss my favourite dude :(

cas has conditioned dean to sigh in relief at his touch

if you only touch him when you heal him—

Where are your djinn queen fics

it's like people forget that before blogs are anything else, they're someone's personal curation. their business, their interests, their journey with media. it's not about nailing meta that everyone can nod and approve of; owning a blog isn't tantamount to persuing postgrad. it's an archive a journal a diary a collection of colour and text. people don't need to be qualified and put through the wringer just to share a comic panel or a textpost about a film.