#JAYUS WAS SO FUN TO DRAW

[hookeorcrook]

!!!! THE FUTURE IS SCARY !!!!

PHONES. 📞 MONEY. 💰 STOCKS. 📈 its all TOO MUCH for a gal lost in time!

miss Jayus and her funny pantshoes for @teeth2go

part of @yoursforest 's tumblr art echange!

[deancaskiss]

“I’m going outside,” Dean said, dropping a kiss to the top of Cas’ head as he walked past the ex-angel, who was sitting on the couch reading a book.

Cas’ eyes flickered up from the book to Dean’s face, and he smiled softly, tilting his head so Dean could peck him on the lips instead. When Cas pulled back, he took in Dean’s appearance. Red flannel shirt and jeans. He frowned, shifting his weight until he was angled more towards Dean. “You do know it’s snowing outside, right?”

“Mmhmm,” Dean hummed, sliding his fingers into Cas’ hair and slowly letting it glide between his fingertips. “We need some more wood for the fire,” Dean said with a shrug. And then, “I’ve never really been able to enjoy it. The snow, I mean. Even when we were kids we had to spend our time inside motel rooms instead of out in the snow. Just… want to enjoy nature.”

Cas cocked his head to the side, tilting until he could press a kiss to the inside of Dean’s wrist. “Who are you and what have you done with my husband?”

Dean tugged Cas’ hair; not hard, just playfully. “Knock it off. I’ll be back in twenty minutes with more wood,” Dean said, motioning with his free hand to the fireplace, where the fire was slowly dwindling, loud crackles replaced by soft pops as the last of the wood gently burned.

“Take a coat. You’ll get sick,” Cas said, catching Dean’s hand as it slipped from his hair and softly squeezing Dean’s palm.

“My jacket’s all the way upstairs,” Dean said, making a face before giving Cas’ hand a quick squeeze; bending down to grab his boots.

“Dean. Dean,” Cas repeated, soft and urgent. “Jacket. Now. I don’t have powers to heal you if you get sick from the cold.”

Dean stuck out his tongue, dropping another quick kiss onto Cas’ temple before darting to the back door. “I’ll be fine. Love you,” he called, yanking the door open and sucking in a breath as the cold air blasted him. He didn’t wait for Cas’ response, which he knew would either be something exasperated or an ‘I love you, too.’

Instead, he grabbed his axe from where he’d left it on the porch and he trudged into the woods the house was settled into. The snow crunched under his boots, and he sighed in content. It was peaceful. The snow felt good as it slipped down into his hair and clung to his eyelashes.

For a blissful second, he contemplated just sitting and enjoying the gentle snowfall, but they really did need more wood; especially if he wanted cuddles with Cas in front of the fireplace.

Finding his pile of larger wood from the tree he’d chopped down last week, Dean set about to cut some of the larger chunks into smaller logs for the fire, humming under his breath as the snow continued to fall. This right here, this is what retirement was meant to be. It was everything he’d ever wanted and nothing he thought he’d ever deserve. Peace and serenity in the mountains, his husband at his side, still lending a helping hand to the hunter community when need-be.

And with the snow floating down from the sky, Dean knew peace. This is what he’d been hoping for. A white winter. His first time shoveling snow, which had been quite disastrous but still fun, and cutting firewood. Feeling the warmth seep into his bones from the fire after a long day out in the freezing snow. It was good. So good.

Until it wasn’t. One large glob of snow fell from the nearest tree, soaking Dean’s back and trickling down the open collar of his shirt. Shit. Cas had been right. He should have spent the extra two minutes grabbing his jacket. But it was too late now. He was out here, and he was almost done chopping enough wood to last them a couple days.

By the time he was done, he could barely get his fingers to move as he attempted to pick up the logs. Damn. Next time he needed thicker gloves. Heaving the haul back to the back porch felt like a living hell, and when he fumbled his hand on the door handle and the warm air from inside washed over him, he actually let out a quiet cry.

Cas looked up from his book, expression torn between pity and sheer I told you so.

The former won out though, because Cas quickly got up, grabbed the logs from Dean’s hand, and he motioned to his spot on the couch he’d just been sitting on. “Sit. I’ll get the fire going again and then I’ll warm you up.”

Dean did as directed, kicking his boots off and curling up into the warm spot on the couch. A second later, Cas was back, hauling a blanket over Dean before settling himself down on the couch; dragging Dean into his lap. He wrapped his arms around Dean’s back, drawing the blanket firmly around them until Dean was cocooned in warmth.

“I told you to get your jacket,” Cas mumbled against Dean’s ear.

Dean shivered, tucking his cold hands under Cas’ armpits, causing the former-angel to hiss.

“And thicker gloves next time, too.”

“But then I wouldn’t get these cuddles,” Dean muttered, tucking his face into the crook of Cas’ neck. “And I really love your warm cuddles.”

Cas snorted, pressing feather-light kisses to Dean’s jaw. “You don’t need the excuse of being cold to cuddle with me, Dean.”

Dean hummed, letting his eyes flutter closed as the loud crackling from the fire lulled him into a sleepy haze. He could feel the heat from the fire creeping up his back, and the warmth from Cas seeping into his bones.

“Maybe next time you can come out with me and keep me warm while I work?” Dean said, voice slipping into a thick-drawl as sleep started to tug him down.

“And miss our cuddle session by the fire? Hard pass. I much prefer warming you up right here when you’re done being the hero,” Cas teased.

And Dean smiled, pressing his grin into Cas’ throat as he drifted off to sleep; Cas arms rubbing comforting circles across his back.

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[berrymeter]

It won’t let me copy the symbol but I wanna do the ask game for u :( if ur still doing it

ERIEEEEE MY BELOVEDEST THERE U ARE 💕💕💕 the ask games are always ongoing if u wanna send something from an ask game i rbed three months ago go ahead i LOVE talking. u know that

You’re my: BELOVED..... and my dmb (dungeon master bestie)... i love u sooo much

How I met you: ... didn't we follow each other bc we're both aspec and love minsung

Why I follow you: ummm we're besties duh??? what kind of question

Your blog is: fun content and posts that make me fear the next session! also since i promo'd tian i'm also gonna promo u EVERYONE GO FOLLOW @sea-chief THERES SO MUCH GOOD ART THERE U WOULDNT BELIEVE IT THERE'S EVEN IMAGE DESCRIPTIONS AND LOTS OF WLWS

Your URL is: probably a reference to something or a quote idk but i just find it nice on its own :) it sounds poetic

Your icon is: nice of course... u have only good taste except for the fact u liked punch by nct 127... /j

A random fact I know about you: you're the smallest among your siblings and it's very endearing

General opinion: top 2 he/they wales lesbians that i know except i love both of u equally as much hehe... i just think ur neat :) 💕

A random thought I have: so i imagine since rn there's siams next campaign will be the one where we get the jayus npc that will draw me in like a moth to a flame right? i have not forgotten that post