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film nerd!dean who loves to share his interests.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ dean watches Jeopardy! every night and had always wanted to ask if you could watch it with him. when you finally accepted to give it a try, it felt like a small victory. after a few weeks, your movie sessions became a routine, some sort of ritual neither of you is allowed to skip.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ every time he quotes a movie you've both seen, he looks at you with a silly smile on his face, waiting to see if you caught the reference. when you don't pay attention to it, or just can't remember which movie it's from, he makes you watch it again. when you reach the timestamp of the quoted scene he'll get kind of too excited and start talking so loud you can't even hear what's happening. "see! that's what i was talking about!"

⊹ ࣪ ˖ when you first watched godzilla vs. mothra, he kept repeating how much it's better than the original, maybe too much for your own sake. "told ya, this is the best godzilla movie ever. i can't believe sammy prefers the remake over this masterpiece."

⊹ ࣪ ˖ dean's favorite movie is Untouchables, he's seen it so many times and it always feels like the first. he made you watch it once and was almost offended by your reluctant frown. unfortunately for you, he couldn't take no for an answer, not when it comes to his favorite movie. so, he made you watch it again before giving a complete analysis on why it's the best movie ever. the undying excitement in his voice as he talked about it for an hour and a half conviced you to love it, just for him.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ dean absolutely loves horror movies, especially the very unsettling ones that are either too gory to have an interesting plot, or those that are so weird and poorly made it makes them terrifying. he secretly uses them as an excuse to have you sit closer to him, hoping you'll be scared enough to hold onto his shirt.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ if you're watching a movie that both sam and dean like, he'll always mention it. "oh sammy loves this one, we used to watch it a lot when we were kids. should i tell him to come watch it with us?" in this case, there's a ninety-nine percent chance you're going to end up sitting in the middle of your small couch, squished between the two brothers as they argue over who's favorite character is better than the other's.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ dean enjoys binge-watching entire series, even though his busy life doesn’t allow him to do it often. he first introduced you to the star-wars franchise when revenge of the siths came out. dean made you watch the original trilogy and the prequel trilogy in one sitting, starting from sunrise until sunset.

having you around for a whole day, and knowing you enjoy sharing those moments with him, just watching movies together, was everything he needed in that specific moment.

of course, he was more than thrilled when you suggested the idea of dressing as his favorite characters for your friend's upcoming themed party.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ dean's always loved all genres of movies, and could basically watch anything if it looks intertaining enough. but as you grew closer, he, to his surprise, felt more interested in your favorite movies and genres. he’d often ask you why you love them so much when you make him watch something new.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ romance movies quickly became his go-to for when he needs to cheer you up. being able to witness you wearing the cutest smile ever on your face when the main characters fell in love always brought the happiest grin to his lips.

but let’s be real, most of the times it actually turns into dean trying to take advantage of the movie's romantic build-up, or even intimate scenes to steal a soft peck from you. sometimes he’d forget entirely about the film as he can't get you, and the way you lay so comfortably in his arms, out of his mind.

this is so nothingburger but i needed to get it out of my drafts.

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Sam Winchester is a biter.

When he's kissing at your neck, he's leaving as many bites behind as possible. He'll drag his teeth over your pulse again and again, nipping at your sensitive skin for so long, getting hard just from that.

When he's inside you, it's only worse. He spreads his bites down your shoulders, over your chest, all while thrusting deep inside you.

When he's close, desperately close, he'll bite down on the place where your neck and shoulder meet, hard.

He'll have your crying out, holding onto him for dear life as you clench down around him, pulling his release from him.

And when you bite? Dear. God.

If you bite him hard, leaving teeth marks all over his biceps, he's hard every time he sees them, cumming without you paying any attention to his cock when you give them to him, your tongue soothing over the marks as his panting slows.

And if you ever bite him hard enough to break the skin, if he looks up and sees his blood on your lips, he's either a beautiful, whimpering mess underneath you, or his throwing you down on your back and railing you until you both physically can't take any more.

"mmph.." dean groans, his head dug in your neck, bare arms wrapped around your torso. "y'sneezed on me." he grunts like it wasnt his choice to be all cuddled up on you while you were actively sick.

you sniffle grossly, a little pout on your lips. "s not my fault."

he mumbles to himself, eyes still shut and slides down so his head rests on your chest. you sniffle again and he huffs, glancing up at you. god, he is so cute! you grin at his messy hair and scrunched up face, marks on the side of it from sleep.

"being loud." he tuts all sassy, nudging your chin with his like a puppy would, blinking softly.

"ill go get a tissue." you sniff, tapping his warm shoulder to get him off.

"no, fuck off." he snaps immediately, squeezing you tighter. "...was just playin."

"de!" you whine, sniffling aggressively, eyebrows pinching.

"just snot all over me, i don care."

"no!"

"yes, baby. even lick it up if ya want."

"you're stupid." you frown with a little bleh!, sticking your tongue out. he hums with a sleepy smile, dropping his head back down on your plush tits, nuzzling into the warmth.

one of your hands goes to twirl a piece of his hair, exhaling softly. "gimme a kiss." you murmur, sock covered foot kicking his calf.

"im comfy." dean groans, nipping at your skin with his lips. "and m not tryin to get infected."

you grunt, kicking him again. "but im sick and y'said you'd take care of-"

he rolls his eyes, picking his head up and pressing his mouth to yours. "nasty." he mumbles, going in for another, tongue swiping your lip. "eew." he adds, a silly grin on his face when you giggle.

✮ Most people would expect him to be impatient when teaching someone. That he’d get annoyed when they repeat a question or can’t seem to learn. And in most cases yeah he would be, but with you? Never

✮ You could ask him the same question four times and he’d still explain it to you kindly and throughly “yea’ nah sweetheart that’s not where ya put the oil, this is”

✮ Dean will be positioned behind you, his arms coming around you as with one hand points at what he’s talking about while the other is rested on your waist

✮ Radio station playing classical rock can be heard in the background as he explain

✮ Dean loooooves it when you ask questions about what he was explaining

✮ He will suddenly kiss you when you’re all focused because he just thought your concentrated expression was too adorable “ ‘is not my fault you’re all cute”

platonic headcanons with older!sammy !

cw use of honey & sweetheart (platonically) <3

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⊹ sam is very protective of you, though not overwhelmingly so. he sees himself reflected in the gentle gleam of your eyes, the apprehension visible in your shoulders, there's a melancholic cadence to your voice when you speak about certain things that hits deep into the pit of his chest.

it's a tender sort of obligation to make sure that you're alright.

"i'll be looking out for you," he'll murmur. "you can come to me if you need anything."

⊹ the protectiveness extends out towards your emotions, too. when you need a hand, a hug, a distracting conversation or to just be accompanied in your quiet, sam will be there, always and forever.

"c'mere, honey," he whispers, and brings you gently against his chest.

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⋆｡𖦹°‧★ Castiel is struck by his devotion to you. He's heard his name whispered in prayers for eons, but having it fall from your lips brings him to his knees.

⋆｡𖦹°‧★ He follows you everywhere like a personal shoulder angel. When you're out of sight, he gets restless. He knows you need space but decides, "thirty minutes should be enough time alone," and then you'll hear the flutter of wings.

⋆｡𖦹°‧★ He steals kisses all the time, and they're always impromptu. The Winchesters will be detailing your next hunt, and Cas will pull you close and plant one on you.

⋆｡𖦹°‧★ You pulled him by the tie once, and he's still not over it. He felt so attracted to you afterward. He hopes you'll do it again.

⋆｡𖦹°‧★ Cas loves when the smell of your perfume lingers on his coat. He'll lift the lapel to his nose and breathe in, smiling softly. He scrunches his brow afterward, perplexed by his own behavior.

⋆｡𖦹°‧★ Ask Cas for anything, and it's yours. Literally, anything. He cannot fight the impulse to please you.

⋆｡𖦹°‧★ The Winchesters walked in on Cas holding your hand while you slept. Sam shook his head and muttered, “Whipped.” Dean snorted. “Absolutely whipped.”

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your F/O stares at you, for a long time they do, and it wasn't because you seemed 'ugly' or 'off' to them. no, it was something else.

it was the sun, your skin, the sun kissing your skin.

oh, how they envied the things around you.

the pillows that held your head, that had your tears fall upon them. the blankets that covered you and protected you from the cold or the monsters that came in the dark.

your stuffies who you told all your secrets to, if you had any. your very surroundings for experiencing all of you before they could have at all.

and here was the sun. kissing your skin so gently, so softly.

it should have been them kissing your skin and making you glow.

but they won't admit it, it just sounded silly to them.

you looked gorgeous in the sun anyways, so why bother? you were happy, you were looking at them, only them.

so their envy is pushed aside and forgotten for as long as you breathed in their air.

part 9 of @bejeweledinterludes’ headcanons series.

📨 had to bring dork dean back. so many people (2) expressed their love for him. so i must oblige.

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hey so. breaking news here: the hunter, dean winchester? that one guy who looks evil in the eye daily, who has killed damn near every supernatural creature on the planet, drives a badass car and is a known player? yeah, he’s actually a big, fat dork.

Random thought that almost made me cry:

Pope losing steam mid conversation because he thinks you’ve stopped listening/don’t care..

Like, you two would be at the pool or beach and he’s absentmindedly digging around and finds a cool black rock with white lines. You look over and see him examining it as you’re reapplying your sunscreen.

“Whatcha got there, honey?” You ask curiously.

“It’s a quartz-veined shale..” He answers softly, moving it in his hands as if wanting to really take in its beauty. “You know, they only form because silica-rich fluids flow through fractures in sedimentary shale, and…”

His voice trails to a halt as he sees you rummaging through your bag. He quietly looks elsewhere, setting the rock down quietly as if telling himself that it was stupid..

You look over. “Keep going. I’m listening.” You nod certainly as his shoulders slump a bit. He looks at you for a moment before he softly goes back to talking while you rub sunscreen on him..

shy, awkward!pope who desperately wants to initiate affection but doesn’t know how so he’ll just keep glancing at you, trying to communicate with his eyes.

shy, awkward!pope who doesn’t know what to do with his hands when he’s overwhelmed.

shy, awkward!pope who would stiffen at the beginning of your relationship whenever you’d touch him, not because he didn’t want you to but because he had never been touched so gently or without an ulterior motive.

shy, awkward!pope who needs you to take the lead more often than not.

shy, awkward!pope who absolutely despises social gatherings but will endure them for you.

shy, awkward!pope who doesn’t quite know where to put his hands whenever you’re kissing him. he doesn’t wanna overstep, doesn’t want to take or ask for more than you’re already giving.

shy, awkward!pope who hates whenever people (other than you) try to engage in conversation with him.

shy, awkward!pope who stumbles over his words whenever he’s trying to compliment you because you genuinely make his brain short-circuit.

shy, awkward!pope who now melts into your embraces but struggles with looking you in the eye whenever he does.

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“what?”

“….am i in trouble?”

where's the love for irritable f/o's? f/o's that mutter under their breath in frustration, f/o's that grumble and gripe over every little thing, f/o's that insist they're being realistic when everyone else is dramatic.

they might seem cold but they're the softest once you crack them open; they're desperate for a little affection and care deep down. they'll still insist they don't, of course, but just kiss their cheek and they'll melt against you.

— andrew is an inconsistent texter. he’ll leave you on delivered and maybe read for hours—not his fault, they had to use the burner for a bit—and comes back after a while. he texts and calls until you reply or he comes home.

— when you’re at work or he’s away pope sends you random pictures of what’s going on in his day, but he unintentionally makes them feel far more ominous than they are. he will send a picture of the open ocean and think that suffices as an “update,” while you worry about where the fuck he is.

— he responds to your random questions with utmost patience, no matter how stupid they might be. when you ask him if he would still love you if you were a worm, he sends a thumbs up and a “Yes 👍” back.

— you ask him to update you whenever he’s on a job. he types in simple texts, using the few seconds be has so you know he’s okay. “here.” “safe.” “going home.”

— he’s not too affectionate when texting. he doesn’t see the point. he doesn’t shy away from calling you his, though. he replies to your messages in his normal, deadpan cadence, and he doesn’t understand why you find it so adorable.

— pope doesn’t keep up with current trends, since he finds events and news a better use of his time. but when he overhears something new from someone else, he’ll take the time to ask you about it since he’s too embarrassed to ask anyone else.

— he doesn’t shy away from double texting. he will text you multiple times an afternoon and deflate if you don’t answer. nothing too lovey-dovey, maybe some simple updates. a picture of where he is. a pin request. multiple missed calls if you’re gone too late.

— when he’s away, he texts you an “I love you” every night even if you’re already asleep when he manages to get a hold of his phone—not the burner one, the you one where he could finally talk to his favorite person.

and if we put it all together…

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