#season 15 fix it

[valeron99]

Tit for tat.

Rising for rising.

[simplenefelibata]

what the cw and all of the people involved in the spn revival need to understand is that AT LEAST half of their loyal public won't be watching if

Cas isn't there

Destiel doesn't happen

and it's just because their queerbaiting made the story evolve in a way that the only possible outcome is letting those two men french kiss.

yeah there is public out there still gaslighting themselves into thinking cas doesn't love dean that way, or even trying to make it seem as if all was a fever dream from the so called hellers. but just take a quick take around the fandom and you'll see that the vast majority of the fans are people that SEE the queerness in all of what they did.

so, if they invest and don't make destiel happen -> bankruptcy.

[destielwarmsthecocklesofmyheart]

clicked on the article ONLY to see if they included spn

glad they did

i dont really agree with the Lisa and Ben part but everything else is damn right

burns me up

[unanimous-anonymous]

A digital piece from 2021 done for a DCBB season 15 fix it fic. This is Cas pulling Dean’s ass off that damn rebar 🥲🥲🥲🥲 Lots I would change about this now, but I still love the highlight of Cas’ face.

Wish I had more patience for digital works — my setup sucks 😂

[absolutely-not-my-main-blog]

16x05 Celebrity Booze/16x07 The Gang Goes Bowling/13x06 The Gang Solves the Bathroom Problem/15x05 The Gang Goes to Ireland/15x06 The Gang’s Still in Ireland/15x08 The Gang Carries a Corpse Up A Mountain

Can we stick with the one thing? What’s one word to describe us? What’s one word to describe Sunny? Comedy? Tragedy? Are you more gay than you are Catholic? They’re at war. “Primary” identity, but identity isn’t rigid, just one thing, this or that, black or white, it’s about the blend.

It’s about the blend.

(And the Big Mo of it all, are we playing to win or to have fun? Why not both?) Peace and love. Peace and love.

[ipromiseimlying-blog1]

The Soul Burns Brighter Than The Sun

284,680 Words

Relevant Tags:

If I confessed my love for someone and they Said Nothing I would be very nervous to see them again, Post Season/Series 15, Canon Divergence, Castiel/Dean Winchester, Castiel grows a soul after the Love Confession, Castiel back from The Empty, Idiots in Love, Castiel and Dean need to use their words, and fuck probably, we'll get there eventually, slow burn, Background Sam/Eileen, Season 16 Supernatural.

Summary:

Cas unwillingly comes back from The Empty and purposefully avoids Dean, not willing to face him after his blatant rejection in the dungeon. Meanwhile, Dean is figuring out what he should do about the whole Love Confession Thing when they learn that Cas's accidental jailbreak broke The Empty, letting out most of its occupants. Now that every villain they have ever fought is back, Team Free Will 3.0 has their work cut out for them. Welcome to Season 16.

Sneak Peak:

They peel out of the garage and Dean floors it on US-40 West. A month, is all Dean can think about. Cas has been back for a whole month. 

For the past six-ish months, Dean’s been trudging through his life, barely getting out of bed each day, nearly letting himself get dead by a gang of pussy-ass vampires in masks. Every damn word of Cas’s cute little speech playing on repeat every time Dean closed his eyes. Every time he tries to sleep its dark, and the black goo swallows him up. It’s in his lungs, his nose, he can’t fucking see. 

"You are the most selfless, most loving human being I will ever know."

And Cas is the most selfish son of a bitch Dean’s ever known. 

He fumes, his foot pressing the pedal down. He’ll show Cas loving. Dean’s gonna rip him apart. 

Sam tries to talk to him. “Why do you think he didn’t tell us he was back?” He asks. He’s got the whole kicked puppy thing going on, and Dean’s chest breaks a little. It’s one thing for Cas to do this to Dean. The two of them have always been at each other’s throats. Profound Bond and everything, but to do this to Sam? Arguably Cas’s other best friend? It’s not like the dude’s rolling in the popularity department, so to die and come back, and not tell your two best friends? That’s a new kind of fucked up that makes Dean sick. 

And the kicker is, Dean can come up with a guess or two about why Cas didn’t tell them. He’s got the full story, while Sam’s got the whole “He sacrificed himself for me,” PG-13 explanation with absolutely nothing else. Sure, there’s the bloody handprint on the green jacket. It’s still in Dean’s closet because Dean can’t bring himself to wash it, and he can’t ask Sam to do it since that would require talking, so it just sits there, Cas’s blood dark and flaking. 

So yeah, Dean can guess that maybe it has something to do with Cas’s whole “I love you, goodbye” speech, but if you leave the world with that much to say, just to come back and give them the silent treatment? It’s fucked up. 

So Dean grunts in response to Sam’s question. What else is he gonna do?

Sam’s leg bounces with anxiety. “Do you think he’s okay?”

Dean’s lip curls. “I don’t give a flying fuck if he’s okay or not. I’m going to kill him.”

[nebulousfishgills]

YOU FUCKERS HOW DARE YOU END IT LIKE THAT--

[ilkkawhat]

insp & suggested by this anon

[diazpatcher]

There's always mom

a short fic about what happened to Castiel after the Empty.

I was listening to "O superman" by Laurie Anderson, while writing this.

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Castiel opened his eyes slowly, a stickiness to them he hadn't felt in his life. The empty was dark as it had been the first time around. He shouldn't be awake. "Hello," Castiel jumped to his feet, that wasn't the Empty. That was something else he could feel it, or rather he couldn't feel it. "Hello?" His throat was raw, like he spoke for the first time in centuries. "You're finally awake! I was waiting for you." Castiel still couldn't make out where the voice was coming from, or why he didn't feel like he was in danger, rather he felt like coming home. Even different than heaven. "You were?" His footsteps echoed in the Empty as he walked aimlessly, trying to follow the voice. "Of course! Don't you remember me, Castiel?" The voice seemed hurt, by Castiel lack of knowledge and insight, but he couldn't seem to catch up to her. "I'm sorry I don't. Last time I was here, I fought with the Empty, but that's not you, is it?" He tentatively asked.. "No, no, the Empty, I guess you could say it's my child, just like every other thing in the universe." Castiel continued walking, drawn towards an endless corner of the Empty, as if he might find something, someone there. "Your child?" A laugh, the voice had laughed, a warm and kind laugh. "Yes, have you never wondered how Creation and Destruction came to be? Someone made them, I did." There was a shift in the air, Castiel was no longer looking at nothing. Before his eyes like a curtain pulling away, the universe appeared. Stars, planets, and nebulae filling the endless. "So then who are you?" he asked, his eyes burning with the sensation of starring for too long. "I'm the endless universe, a creator, a lover, a care taker-" "This is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." "Thank you, Castiel." The voice replied, "I am everything. Some call me a goddess, but I've always seen myself more as a mother of everything." Castiel stopped moving, the pull in his chest had disappeared, as if head reached his destination. "Mother? You're the mother of God?" "Yes, but I am also your mother and the mother of all angels who died and all demons. God may have created you, but I made you. All of you." Castiel sat down, his back suddenly finding a wall he could lean against and not disappear into. "You said you waited for me?" Castiel noticed he was wearing the trenchcoat still, and when he rummaged through the pockets, he found Dean's necklace in it. "I did. You were the most special of my creations, an angel that fell, not because he rebelled but because of love. Because you loved humanity more than you loved angels, God and the order of what I created.-" Castiel knows he should be enraged at was the voice, mother is admitting but he couldn't find it in him, to amazed by what he was seeing before him. "So you caused all this pain?" "No, my dear, no. I just make what Creation and Destruction decide to do with it is up to them, but you. You always belonged to me." Castiel watched the star infant of him take shape, an indiscernable face appearing before him, hands colored in the lilac blue of the universe reaching out to him. "Why?" He asked as he looked behind him, the Empty stretching on for forever. "Because Castiel, you are carrying a part of me inside of you." "Doesn't everyone have atoms of the universe in them?" "Yes, but you got them from me personally, that the love inside of you. I gave you my love, and it saved the world, and now you're here, my child. You finally get to rest." The universe before formed a path of stars opening a space for him next to the hands that were reaching out. "You're my mother?" "Yes, my dear. Now come join me and rest." Castiel still had Dean's necklace in his hands, he looked behind him again, the Empty still there, still empty, still no escape, but infront of him, infront of him was a way out in the arms of someone who loved him. There was an escape in the arms of his mother.

[salchat]

Secret Flowers - Chapter 22

Be a man.  Men don't whinge and whine, Dean.  They don't demand attention for shit they should be able to deal with on their own.  People could die because you’re wasting time bitching about how you feel.

"Dean.  Are you in pain?”

Who cares if you’re in pain?  Just get the fucking job done, Dean.

Fuck John Winchester.  Fuck him and his stupid standards of how men were supposed to behave.  He hadn’t even been a man when that shit had been drummed into him - he’d been a child.  Or he would have been, if he’d ever had the chance.

“Dean.  Tell me.  It’s okay to tell me.”  Cas’s voice was so soft - husky and caring and he was so new to being a real, human man and he had none of the crappy, fucked-up ideas of how he or Dean were supposed to behave.  He didn’t judge.  He cared.  He loved.

And Dean, if he let himself - and fuck, it was so hard - could show Cas what was going on inside his head, if he tried and tried and fought and fought so that his body and even his words released some of his messed-up feelings.

A trail of moisture dribbled down from the corner of one eye, around the contour of his nose and down over his lips.  He would swipe it away, only Cas still held his fingers and he didn’t want to lose that caring touch.

He took a shuddering breath.  “It hurts, Cas.  Everything hurts.”

“Oh, Dean.  I’m sorry.  I’m sorry you’re in pain.”  Cas knelt up and enfolded Dean in his arms and rubbed his back and cradled his head on his shoulder.  And maybe a few more tears squeezed their way out of Dean’s eyes, but they were absorbed straight away by Cas’s sweater, so they didn’t count.

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[morroodle]

I think wojira should have been able to fly/had wings. It's supposed to be the storm serpent, in control of water AND wind so why is it only in the water? It already looks like a dragon, make the snake fly dammit!

[valeron99]

Once upon in Heaven.

[smallblueandloud]

the doctor was a foundling too :') and being a parent changes you just as much as having a parent does :') and GOD the MAGIC of that first it's-bigger-on-the-inside moment....... i'm riding HIGH

[shallowrambles]

“Dean’s never been wrong / is always right” is why ppl struggle to engage with season 15, I think. Which culminates in Dean’s horror at being wrong. (And being loved through the mistakes, which is what he has done for so long: loved ppl through their own.)

[fightingdragonswithwho]

people on twitter desperately need to understand that “i miss reid” and “the reboot doesn’t work without reid” are two VERY different sentiments

[lyriumsings]

nah but like it’s so funny watching overwatch fall apart as someone who was there at launch and the like Peak of the game. Like do i love the game? yes. do i love the foundation and the possibility it had for all the characters and storylines? absolutely! am i glad it’s user base is turning on the game review bombing the shit out of it and straight up not playing it anymore bc of the increasingly ridiculous and predatory money grubbing tactics? fuck yeah.