#castiel supernatural

[cas-dyke]

the fact that dean is like “we can’t let cas go into battle, we need to get lucifer out of his vessel first!! what if he doesn’t make it!!” while sam is like “cas’s vessel is strong, he’ll be fine”

AND YOU WANT ME TO BELIEVE THAT THESE TWO MEN HAVE THE SAME PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP WITH THAT ANGEL??? FUCK OFF DEAN IS SO WHIPPED

[samsno1]

saw a post a while ago

"jack has two dads"

immediatly thought of them

[spinkart]

Tried a lineless style

"There are technically lines", my response? I'm inside your walls

[reallyunluckyrunaway]

Remember that "if straights had to come out" scene in Love, Simon?

Misha must've seen it, because he really said: "Bet".

[kotana-x]

Supernatural and...

..."Patema Inverted"

Crowley is a regular school violator of the strict ban on looking at the sky. This doesn't mean he dreams of flying. It’s just that everything below brings mortal boredom.

Everything except the unexpected underground inhabitants who walk on the ceiling and drop objects upward. Crowley saves Castiel from falling into the sky.

"You're standing on the ceiling" "No, it's you're standing on the ceiling"

All those who strive for heaven are “angels”, right?

[welldonebeca]

A Plan*

Summary: When you are curious about Castiel’s true form, your boyfriend has a plan. (A.K.A.: Size Kink.) Pairing: Castiel x F!Reader Warnings: Tension. Fluff. Smut. Size kink, degrading kink, praise kink, dirty talking, size difference, fluff. Patreon promo.

(A little peek)

It had been a week since you had talked about it, and you had given Castiel space to think about it. Honestly, you thought he was looking for ways to let you down gently.

"I have a plan," he told you.

"A plan?" you asked.

He nodded.

"Yes," your boyfriend sat down by your side. "My true form is too big and I don't want to overuse my grace, but I can minimise it."

His words made you frown, a bit.

"Minimise it?" you repeated.

"I'll make it smaller. But... accurate."

You nodded slowly, waiting for the rest of his explanation.

"And?" you asked.

"Let's go," he stood. "We can take one of the cars."

You blinked.

"Cas, how are you going to do it?" you insisted.

Your boyfriend stopped, and you chuckled when you saw he had just realised he had skipped an explanation.

"I found a place," he told you. "We can drive there, and I'll show it to you."

You wanted to push it, but bit your lip and took a piece of paper, quickly writing a note down and placing it under the ugly paperweight they had on the table.

Half an hour later, Castiel was by your side, giving you instructions as you drove out and in the direction of what looked like a dark field, chuckling to yourself when you realised how strange it looked.

This looked like the start of a tale about a serial killer.

Well, it wasn't too different from your line of work if you were to think of it.

"We are here," he told you, and jumped out when you did so.

You turned the car off and raised your eyebrows in surprise when you realised he was undressing, furrowing your brows in confusion.

"Is this part of the plan?" you asked.

"I don't want to damage my clothes," he explained, laying his trench coat over the car and placing each other piece over it.

"Close your eyes," he affirmed, standing with only his underwear on, and you complied.

There was a strange sound, and you heard Castiel exhaling.

It almost felt whimsical, like music, or a gush of wind.

And his presence, alone, it... made you feel different.

Good different.

"Open your eyes, my love," you heard, though unsure where his voice had come from.

It was everywhere.

You followed his instructions and your heart raced in your chest as you took him in.

His wings were the first thing that caught your eye. They were still black but shone with rainbow colours, majestically big.

Then, you looked at his body and was just shocked. He still resembled his vessel, like the image you knew of him, but was now double his previous size or more, well over 12 feet tall.

His body looked like carved marble, with white and blue colours that just felt right and perfect.

"Cas," you sighed.

You didn't even have words for what you were feeling.

"You're beautiful."

Castiel's lips curled in a smile, but he seemed awed as he looked at his own body.

"I look more like Jimmy than the last time," he confessed softly.

"Is that alright?" you asked.

"It is," he confirmed, sounding a little guilty. "My time on Earth has made me see my vessel as myself. I think my form reflects that. I'm sorry, this isn't what I thought you would see."

You stepped closer to him and extended your hand, and your boyfriend knelt in front of you with a hesitant look on his face, but it faded when you touched his cheek. He was warm, like when you touched a lightbulb, but it caused you no pain or discomfort.

"I think we have already established that I will always see you as beautiful regardless of what you look like," you caressed his warm skin. "I love you in any form, because you are you. And you are perfect."

He relaxed, sighing softly over you, and moved back slowly.

You were ready to let him go, but your eyes widened when they fell on a detail.

He had a dick.

. . .

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[blood-loving-leech]

polysci is boring af so i drew castiel instead

[anntova]

rodeo with Castiel

[bvrtysbvtches]

ok but i need to know if marie actually sent dean those fic links

[choccomilch]

wow okay so: the supernatural brainrot has still a grip on me and after watching ten edits to Hoziers song i couldn't stop myself from doing this little animatic. shoutout to all the amazing editors on tiktok, its always fun to watch your content.

(this took around 5 hours but it was really fun! I edited the drawings together in Adobe Premiere Pro if anyone wants to know)

anyway, I hope you all have a wonderful day. thanks for the support, i really appreciate it! <3

[bluelikesad]

poor little meow meow covered in blood

[cas-dyke]

sometimes i watch a scene of this stupid show and i’m like jesus christ will cas actually just die if he doesn’t have some sort of physical contact w dean?? leave room for jesus, gayboy

[thefableddestiel]

It’s true that, originally, Cas only rebelled in one universe. But it’s not true anymore.

The second that story was shown to us, countless amounts of Fanfiction, Fanart, and literally just thoughts, created new realities. The love Cas expressed was so powerful and beautiful that it inspired us to bring more universes into being.

Every time a fanfiction is written, Cas rebels again. Every time fanart is drawn, Cas loves again. Every time an idea is thought up, Cas feels again.

And maybe one day, those will outnumber the ones where he obeys, if it doesn’t already.

[kerryweaverlesbian]

Sam: hey Cass! I made you a drivers licence to go with your truck. Kind of a tradition between me and Dean that when you first drive by yourself you get one with your real name. Well, I guess two people isn't much of a tradition, but, here! I know it's a bit late but, y'know, there was a lot going on.

Cas: thank you that's very.............[squints at the details] the name is wrong.

Sam: Oh, well, you needed a surname and I thought Winchester would be-

Cas: No, that's fine. But my name is Cas.

Sam: Yeah, I put Cass.

Cas: No, it's Cas. With one S. My name is Castiel. Can you not- do you not know how to spell my name? Sam, if you need to borrow Jack's reading books, you just need to ask him, he'd be happy to help you.

Sam: Wh- dude I know how to spell! But we've been spelling your name as Cass-two-Ss this entire time. That's how you spell Cass!

Cas: We? As in, both of you? And - not Bobby surely? He knew how to spell my name?

Sam: Look, look, look I can prove it. [Pulls out his Blackberry that he's kept since 2009 and scrolls up a text chain with Dean] Look, "CASS said we're all boned." That's like two days after he met you.

Cas: I- this is...ah I understand. You faked this. You're doing a prank on me. Some sort of Gabriel-esque unreality game. I will not be fooled again, as I was when you showed me the video of "house hippos". Well played, Sam, but not well enough.

Sam: I'm not- urgh, [calling out] DEAN

Dean [yelling back from the kitchen] YEAH?

Sam: HOW DO YOU SPELL CASS? ONE S OR TWO?

Dean: HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN HIM, MAN? IT RHYMES WITH ASS. TWO.

Sam: see? And Dean gave you that name so really, he's the authority. You're Cass.

Cas:

Sam:

Cas:

Sam:

Cass, resigned: our partnership has been built on a foundation of misunderstanding and foolishness. But still we must endure. Thank you for the card. Samm.

Samm: You're welcome. Hey. Did you just feel like a, reverberation in the universe? Like something small but significant has changed?

Cass: No.

Samm: Ah, that's a relief.

Deen: HEY EVERYBODY, COME GET SOME LUNCH.

[lukeawesm]

[transexualpirate]

funniest thing about cas is that he's literally everything. he's a pta mom. he's an eldritch horror. he's as old as time. he's just learning how to live. he's a girlboss. he's a pathetic little man. he's a romantic. he has lost faith in love. he's the best dad ever. he's a panicking first time parent. all of those things are true at the same time