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watched dirty dancing for the first time because of destiel and predictably now i want an au. i mean come on.

johnny drives a chevrolet, wears a leather jacket, thinks women use him (and is right), falls in love with baby, has a woman friend that everybody thinks he’s knocked up but they are truly friends, charms everybody despite having atrocious self-esteem, comes from the dirt poor background. dancing can really be a metaphor for whoring himself out there for rich people’s pleasure if you want to make it sadder.

and his baby is firstly enamored with the father and wants to change the world only to discover that the world is shit and learn what disappointment in authority figures means.

‘nobody’s done that for me before’ is how destiel functions on every day basis.

'my dancing space’ bit is basically 'cas, personal space’

the only thing i want different is that cas lifts dean at the end because he deserves it.

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ᵖⁱᶜᵗᵘʳᵉ ᵃ ᵍʳᵃᵛᵉ

ᵖⁱᶜᵗᵘʳᵉ ˢⁱˣ ᶠᵉᵉᵗ ᶠʳᵉˢʰˡʸ ᵈᵘᵍ

ᵗʰᵉ ˢʰᵃʳᵖ ᵗᵉᵐᵖᵒʳᵃʳʸ ʷᵃˡˡˢ

ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵒⁿᵍ⁻ᵗᵉʳᵐ ᶜˡⁱᶠᶠ ᵉᵈᵍᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ

ˡⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃⁱʳ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ⁿᵉʷ ᵈᵉᵉᵖⁿᵉˢˢ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ

ᵃⁿᵈ ᵘˢʰᵉʳ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵏʸ

ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈˢ ᵇʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʳⁱᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ˢᵉⁿˢᵉ ᵒᶠ ⁱᵗ

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There will never be a tiktok as good as this one I think about it all the time it is VISCERAL

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a question and an answer

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Dean and Sam hunting together: well that’s the show isn’t it? saving people hunting things etc etc. brotherly moments that make you either go awww or want to throw them off a cliff. practically reading each other’s minds on hunts bc they’ve been doing it for so long. terrible communication any other time

Dean and Cas hunting together: hunter husbands. standing 1.5 inches away from each other at all times. constant bickering constant eye sex constant rifling through each other’s pockets oh god they’re so fucking married

Sam and Eileen hunting together: extremely sweet together. heart eyes while discussing lore and/or tactics. pretending not to be worried about each other because they each really want to respect the other person’s independence and hunting skills

Cas and Eileen hunting together: murder besties. taking turns beating the shit out of villains while the other person nods approvingly. roasting their boyfriends during stakeouts. mutual agreement not to tell dean and sam how many people they’ve blackmailed

Dean and Eileen hunting together: sky-high levels of competence. kicking ass left right and center. off-the-charts wittiness. spn would only be 1 season long if it was about these two because they would immediately solve every apocalypse in the most practical way possible and then spend the rest of the season getting drunk together at dive bars.

Sam and Cas hunting together: terrible, terrible idea. the case may get solved but fifty new problems will be created. maximum chaos minimum planning. all ancient curses and alternate dimensions are fair game. cosmic regime changes ARE on the table. 90% chance that one of them ends up in a coma.

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I don't think jibcon, the home of cockles being gay on stage together, would be too happy to hear about this

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𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕝 + 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕤

✨ for parallelsnatural ✨

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The summer Dean is ten and Sam is six, they stay at Bobby’s for a month. 

John doesn’t ask Bobby if they can stay–he pretty much just dumps Dean and Sam on the porch and drives off. Dean hears the squeal of Bobby’s front door opening as he watches the Impala’s tail lights fade into the distance. 

Bobby didn’t plan to take care of them, so they end up going to the grocery store at nine pm. Sam gets excited about everything–riding in the cart, getting to choose what kind of bread they have, carefully holding the egg carton, telling Bobby how this is the most they’ve had to eat in weeks.

(Dean carefully avoids Bobby’s gaze when Sam says that.)

The next day is a Sunday, and at breakfast Bobby tells them that he’s signing them up for some free summer program at the Boys and Girls Club downtown. 

“There’ll be other kids your age,” Bobby says. “It’ll be good for you.” 

The first day, Monday, Dean lasts until pool time after lunch. 

“You can’t drown the other kids,” Bobby says sternly in the truck, a dripping-wet Dean in the passengers seat. 

“They were pullin’ Sammy’s hair,” Dean complains.

“Ignore ‘em.”

Tuesday’s not much better–some other kid at lunch says they’re “weird” because they don’t have a mom, so Dean dumps his milk carton out onto that kid’s head. 

“You just said I couldn’t drown anyone,” Dean says to Bobby’s stern face when he picks him up. 

“I also said to ignore ‘em.”

Wednesday: Dean shoves someone on the playground for teasing Sam about the soles of his sneakers falling off. 

Thursday: another boy makes fun of Dean for “eating too fast.” Dean leaves with a split lip. 

Friday: the secretary at the club tells Bobby regretfully, “We can’t keep Dean anymore.”

“What about Sam?” Bobby asks.

“He’s been an angel.” The secretary beams at Sam. “You can go inside the gym with the other kids.”

Sam’s lip wobbles. “I’m not goin’ without Dean.” He grabs Dean’s hand.

Dean bends down to his brother’s height. “I’m sorry, Sammy. You gotta go by yourself.”

“Don’t wanna.”

“Sucks.” Dean ruffles Sam’s hair. “Go on, go play with your friends.”

The secretary really does look sorry. 

The whole ride back to Bobby’s, Dean’s sure he’s gonna get it. If his dad was around, well…

Dean’s glad his dad’s not around. 

“Get out of the truck,” Bobby says after skidding into the drive, and then he gestures for Dean to follow him into the house. 

Bobby pours himself some coffee. 

Dean waits. 

Bobby drinks his coffee.

Dean waits.

“I got a Pontiac in the yard that needs work,” Bobby finally says. “You wanna help?”

“What–help?” Dean stares at him. “You’re not mad at me?”

“Oh, I’m mad, but shoutin’ at you ain’t gonna fix anything.” Bobby stoops down to Dean’s level, mirroring Dean and Sam’s conversation from half an hour before. “When a kid says shit about you or your brother, that ain’t a reflection on you. It’s a reflection on them. But you can’t just lash out at ‘em every time, okay? You wanna be frustrated? That’s fine. Then you gotta find another way to get that frustration out.” 

Dean keeps staring. The room is getting blurry.

“You can cry, too,” Bobby says. 

“Dad said–”

“Screw your dad. Boys can cry, and if you don’t you might explode.”

Dean cries. 

Then they go fix up that Pontiac. 

(Years later, Dean smashes the windows of the Impala in that same scrapyard. He cries then, too.)

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some little doodles because i love this quote so much (quote from misha collins)

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hey so why didnt dean save cas from the empty why didnt that happen lol feeling a little murderous on this day. the parallel option was right there he literally could have gripped cas tight and raised him from the empty he could have given a teary smile and said hey, cas and cas would have gone. dean? and touched his cheek in wonder. is that really you? literally the parallelism was so clear dean voice yknow someone once told me good things do happen. in my experience its best not to let em slip through your fingers when they do. and then they KISS.

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in honor of THEE brutus tweet, I decided to finally finish the sequel to my yockeynatural uquiz:

which robbie thompson episode of supernatural are you?

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learning that ruth connell is a former professional dancer which is why she’s Like That has had an absolutely DEVASTATING impact on my psyche but done great things for me in other ways. so

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goodnight to, cas girl danneel ackles, her pride post, that article and chaos machine working with gay ppl, robbie thomson, being gutted, misha probably being part of the sequel, cain and abel parallels, e tu brute, j2 fallout truthers, messy triple pisces jensen ross ackles, and goodnight season 16 finale <3

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yes we all hate j*hn winchester but no one will ever hate him as much as the girl who wrote the supernatural musical in fan fiction. "he trained us both to track and hunt and kill, he took away our own free will" and "wish I could be as strong as sam... but underneath this broken mask, it is my father with all his wrath" like yes go off sis!!

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Let me diagnose you with a Dean Winchester personality trait

Thee Dean Winchester. He's a parent. He's a monster fucker. He's a repressed bi disaster. He's a mess but he compels me. Take this quiz and find out which aspect of Dean's personality you share.

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