Anywayy I just think Cas should have touched the handprint more often
dont think about how cas' hand can cover the entirety of dean's cheek and dean will close his eyes and lean into the touch because he's so warm and he's tired JUST DONT THINK ABOUT IT
Dean Winchester’s Sexuality
There are multiple different ways that Supernatural is interpreted by its viewers. One aspect that is often debated is Dean’s sexuality as it is presented in the actual context of the show. So, let’s discuss…
This isn’t about headcanon/fanon/etc. This is about canon; what actually happened on our screens.
As always, I am looking forward to hearing your thoughts.
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Bobby: how many times have I told you
NOT to list me as your emergency contact?
Dean, stuck on a roof: YOU'RE NOT!
It’s Cas and Sam... who are also stuck up here
Cas and Sam: *wave*
Imagine…Camping With Dean
Pairing: Dean x reader
“Oh my God.” You jumped backwards in the cabin’s kitchen, Dean rushing out from the bedroom area with nothing but a towel around his waist and gun drawn. “Mouse. Mouse. There’s a mouse over there.”
“A mouse?” he chuckled. He set the gun down and went to the counter, gently scooping up the little guy in his hands. “Aw he’s adorable.”
“Nope, nope, nope,” you said, backing away. Dean laughed to himself, taking the mouse out to the porch and setting him down in the dirt outside.
“Sorry buddy. Couples vacation only.” He was still laughing when he came back inside, smirking when you pouted at him. “A vamp nest by herself, she’s fine. A cute little mouse, she turns into a little girl. Glad to know you need me around for something sweetheart.”
“Says the guy afraid of yorkies.”
“Hey. That yorkie had beef with me.” You smiled, picking up the gun and carrying it back into the bedroom. It was barely tucked back in the drawer before Dean was grabbing your waist, pulling you to lay on the bed. Long fingers trailed over your collarbone and cheek, soft eyes watching yours. “Thanks for my surprise camping trip.”
“You’re welcome. It’s supposed to rain in a little while. I figured it’s a perfect time to sit on the dock and do some fishing.”
“That sounds nice. What about this evening? Any big plans there?” he asked. “Maybe involving those steaks in the fridge I saw?”
“I’d like to cook you dinner and if the weather is still bad, we can just relax in front of the fireplace, maybe make a smore or two. How’s that sound to you?”
“Sounds like a perfect day sweetheart.” He kissed your cheek and sat up, stretching out before dropping his towel. “You’re coming fishing with me right?”
“Yup. I might sneak off to get lunch going at some point but yeah, I should be there most of the day.”
“Good,” he said, heading to his duffel to get dressed. “Y/N. I really love you, you know.”
“I know Dean,” you said with a smile. “I love you too. Now get that tush dressed. We got a fun day ahead of us.”