Dean Winchester here. I'm the most adorable hunter you'll ever find, and the most handsome, too. I got a younger brother named Sammy and we both are keeping our father's business. Oh, yeah. There is also Castiel. And he is, um... well, he's my angel. ---------- [Independent RP blog for Dean Winchester from Supernatural] I RP mostly up to Season 5, though I am willing to go up to the middle of season 8 on rare occasions (Pre-hell Dean is my favorite Dean). I'm willing to RP with anyone. Though, please read the rules page. I track the tag hasanangelonmyshoulder. Mun and Muse are both 18+.
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castiel + human interaction.
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The Israeli Pride Parade 2014!
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#theangelonhisshoulder#adi and i#the cas to my dean#israel#israel pride parade#pride parade#we stuck to the marriage truck#basically because i love this particular drag queen#k long#i have a sunburn now fuck#but it was so much fun i'm still excited#i look terrible#okay enough with the tags#mun#out of beer
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Dean stared at the garden with a small, awkward smile as he let himself be pulled behind his guide. Castiel's low voice sent shivers through his spine and Dean tried very hard not to show how nervous and excited he was at the suggestion in Castiel's words. He let him lead the way, watching the sun glittering on the water in the pool while they sat down. It was beautiful.
Suddenly feeling his fingers being gripped so intimately by the other man, Dean's eyes snapped up to meet Castiel's blue ones, wide and full of hope and a bit of panic. He swallowed, realizing with excitement where this was going. He nodded in response, leaning closer to Castiel when his gorgeous guide finished talking.
"Yeah," He mumbled quietly, before reaching his free hand to hold Castiel's chin between his forefinger and thumb. "I'd like that." He was so close, he could almost feel Castiel's breath on his lips... what was he doing? Dean's heart raced.
Tour di Roma (Italy!Verse)
"Well the place I’d love taking you is not really around here close so… Maybe I’ll show you my favorite spot. A bit bland but… I think anyone who appreciates a moment together.. alone might enjoy." he smiled and took Dean’s hand again pulling him down a few alley ways and to a garden deep in the city where the pathway was covered in vines and fountains traveled down to a pool where it was big enough for a couple to sit.
It seemed slightly romantic yeah but also it gave the two alone time away from anyone else. “I know we just really met each other but… I kind of feel this pull to you Dean.” he smiled lacing their fingers together. “I want to get to know you more. Before you leave.”
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A small, bitter smile twitched at the corner of his mouth and he walked over to her, adding a flask of holy water to the silver knife in his hand.
"Oh, my experience proves that nothing happens without a fucked up reason." Dean said, handing over the knife. "I'm having hard time believing in miracles, you see. You want me to do it or you rather cut it yourself?" He asked, eyes still focused on her carefully.
"Hey dean..longtime no see,eh?"
"Jo…?!"
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What headcanons do you have for my character?
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[1/10] spn ladies outfits / jess’ red nurse outfit
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PERUVIAN ORANGES OR 100 STARVING CHILDREN
[ooc/ Gimme the children
Come, I'll feed you too, nonnie. Do you like grilled cheese?]
"Ma'am, step away from the children."
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WOULD YOU EVER MAKE LOVE TO AN AGENDA
[ooc/ *spits water and chokes on laughter*]
"-what."
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HAVE YOU EVER LAID IN THE SHELL OF A TACO AND COVERED YOURSELF WITH LETTUCE AND CHEESE AND CONFESSED TO BEING A TACO
[ooc/ Not when I was awake. Or so my mom said.]
"I don't want anything to do with tacos anymore. They are evil."
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