#weirdcloudshapes

[shawnsie]

Another view of the #weirdcloudshapes from the other day😱🧐‼️ (at Boulder, Colorado) https://www.instagram.com/p/CK4U3Vpl2Lp/?igshid=uaqwr0h46wwm

[babyboywilson]

and destiel + weirdcloudshapes :)))))

“What are those children doing?” Cas asked, nodding in the direction of the group of young kids, laying on a blanket and pointing up at the sky.

Dean glanced over, taking his eyes off of the house of the possible witch to look at the children on the other side of the park. “Naming cloud shapes, if I was to hazard a guess,” he said absentmindedly as he flickered his gaze back to the house, even though the woman hadn’t moved from her spot at her kitchen table with an ordinary cookbook in her hand.

“Clouds don’t have shapes. They’re just formations of water or ice crystals caught in the atmosphere,” Cas said, tilting his head slightly and squinting up at the sky.

That broke Dean’s attention, and he looked at Cas with a soft smile. “Sure they do, Cas. It’s all about imagination. Taking something way up there in the sky and visualizing it as something familiar.”

“I don’t understand,” Cas said, casting his gaze to Dean, his eyebrows scrunched in confusion.

Dean reached over, tracing his fingertip over Cas’ brow to sooth away the confusion. “Let me show you.”

Leaning back against the bench they were sat on, Dean looked up to the sky, letting his eyes flicker from one cloud formation to the next, until he grinned. “Alright, follow where I’m pointing. Do you see that cloud right there? Directly above the lamppost?” Dean asked, leaning into Cas’ space and pointing up to the sky.

Cas followed Dean’s directions, slouching down and following the line of Dean’s hand up to the cloud in question. “Yes, I see it.”

“What does it look like to you?”

“A cloud, Dean.”

Sighing playfully, Dean shook his head. “Yes, Cas, but not the point. It looks like an elephant. See the way the cloud tapers at the front and then rises back up, almost like a trunk. And there’s the head with one large ear,” Dean said, tracing the lines with his finger. “Head merges into the body, and there’s the tail. Do you see it now?”

Cas frowned, shaking his head slightly. “In an abstract way, it almost makes sense.”

Dean chuckled, dropping his hand and leaning over to press a chaste kiss to Cas’ temple. “Stop thinking so hard. Just… look for shapes that look familiar. Let your imagination fill in the holes.”

“Dean, I’m an angel-”

“Don’t give me the Angel of the Lord speech again. You’re more free-minded than you’ve ever been before. Just. Stop thinking. Just let your eyes see the clouds as objects instead of formations of water.” Dean looked back up, thankful there were actually tons of little clouds scattered across the blue sky. “Okay, look. See that big puffy cloud right there?” he said, using his arm to bump Cas’ head in the direction he wanted.

“Yes, I see it,” Cas said skeptically.

“Tree. There’s the trunk, and you can see some of the wisps forming branches, and then the big puffy part is all the leaves,” Dean said, voice low as he murmured the words into Cas’ ear. “Can you see it?”

Cas tilted his head, bumping gently against Dean’s, before he nodded ever-so-slightly. “Yes, I can. Abstract, but yes.”

“Hush with the abstract. Go on, your turn. Look at the clouds, find a shape, and then show me.”

“This is ridiculous, Dean,” Cas said.

“Yes, well, you started it by questioning it. Besides, this is something all humans have done over their lifetime. Now it’s your turn,” Dean said with a chuckle.

Slouching down again, Cas slowly let his eyes scan over the clouds, looking for anything that stood out to him as a specific shape. The more he looked, the more frustrated he became, his shoulders squaring in tension.

“Relax. Let your mind wander,” Dean murmured, pressing a chaste kiss behind Cas’ ear and then trailing a couple soft kisses down to the underside of his jaw.

Letting his body relax into Dean’s, Cas took a deep breath and looked at the clouds again. Then he saw it. “There,” he said, pointing up at a cloud and waiting for Dean’s eyes to settle on the one he’d seen.

“Tell me what you see,” Dean said softly.

“Ice cream cone with a scoop of ice cream on top. Triangular shape of the cone and then it rounds off to make the ice cream,” Cas said, tracing the lines like he’d seen Dean do earlier. 

Dean laughed as his eyes traced the shape, and sure enough, it really did look like an ice cream cone. “You’re absolutely right, it does look like that. See, not so hard, right? Once you start seeing shapes, it’s impossible to stop.”

“Like that diamond right there?” Cas asked, eagerly pointing at another cloud.

“Yeah, Cas, exactly like that,” Dean said with a soft smile, before he was quietly humming Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds, which made Cas laugh.

And when Sam found them, twenty minutes later, staring at the sky and pointing up into the air, he swore the two of them had gone mad. “Did the witch hit you guys with a spell or something?” he asked.

“No, we’re naming cloud shapes,” Cas said with a grin.

“Oh shit, the witch. Is she-”

“Still in her house at the kitchen table. Honestly. You two are the worst lookouts ever.”

“Yeah, well, Cas started it,” Dean said with a smirk.

“Did not,” Cas shot back.

“Did too.”

“No, you were the one to point out the cloud shapes first and-”

Whatever the rest of his argument was, it was lost as Dean pressed his lips to Cas’, kissing him soft and sweet.

“I’ll be lookout from the car,” Sam said, rolling his eyes fondly as he left the couple sharing kisses and gazing up at the clouds.

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[photoartteach]

#outstandingsky #weirdclouds #weirdcloudshapes #iconiccityscape #lookingupnyc #tlwheatman (at Grand Army Plaza)

[misha-moose-dean-burger-lover]

I - I just love this so much. Oh, @multifandom-fanatic, I swear - your writing gets me harder with every single ficlet you create. Reading this made me very, very grateful that weirdcloudshapes popped into my brain as a prompt, because so, so much yes. My favorite part's the ending, ;D.

and destiel + weirdcloudshapes :)))))

“What are those children doing?” Cas asked, nodding in the direction of the group of young kids, laying on a blanket and pointing up at the sky.

Dean glanced over, taking his eyes off of the house of the possible witch to look at the children on the other side of the park. “Naming cloud shapes, if I was to hazard a guess,” he said absentmindedly as he flickered his gaze back to the house, even though the woman hadn’t moved from her spot at her kitchen table with an ordinary cookbook in her hand.

“Clouds don’t have shapes. They’re just formations of water or ice crystals caught in the atmosphere,” Cas said, tilting his head slightly and squinting up at the sky.

That broke Dean’s attention, and he looked at Cas with a soft smile. “Sure they do, Cas. It’s all about imagination. Taking something way up there in the sky and visualizing it as something familiar.”

“I don’t understand,” Cas said, casting his gaze to Dean, his eyebrows scrunched in confusion.

Dean reached over, tracing his fingertip over Cas’ brow to sooth away the confusion. “Let me show you.”

Leaning back against the bench they were sat on, Dean looked up to the sky, letting his eyes flicker from one cloud formation to the next, until he grinned. “Alright, follow where I’m pointing. Do you see that cloud right there? Directly above the lamppost?” Dean asked, leaning into Cas’ space and pointing up to the sky.

Cas followed Dean’s directions, slouching down and following the line of Dean’s hand up to the cloud in question. “Yes, I see it.”

“What does it look like to you?”

“A cloud, Dean.”

Sighing playfully, Dean shook his head. “Yes, Cas, but not the point. It looks like an elephant. See the way the cloud tapers at the front and then rises back up, almost like a trunk. And there’s the head with one large ear,” Dean said, tracing the lines with his finger. “Head merges into the body, and there’s the tail. Do you see it now?”

Cas frowned, shaking his head slightly. “In an abstract way, it almost makes sense.”

Dean chuckled, dropping his hand and leaning over to press a chaste kiss to Cas’ temple. “Stop thinking so hard. Just… look for shapes that look familiar. Let your imagination fill in the holes.”

“Dean, I’m an angel-”

“Don’t give me the Angel of the Lord speech again. You’re more free-minded than you’ve ever been before. Just. Stop thinking. Just let your eyes see the clouds as objects instead of formations of water.” Dean looked back up, thankful there were actually tons of little clouds scattered across the blue sky. “Okay, look. See that big puffy cloud right there?” he said, using his arm to bump Cas’ head in the direction he wanted.

“Yes, I see it,” Cas said skeptically.

“Tree. There’s the trunk, and you can see some of the wisps forming branches, and then the big puffy part is all the leaves,” Dean said, voice low as he murmured the words into Cas’ ear. “Can you see it?”

Cas tilted his head, bumping gently against Dean’s, before he nodded ever-so-slightly. “Yes, I can. Abstract, but yes.”

“Hush with the abstract. Go on, your turn. Look at the clouds, find a shape, and then show me.”

“This is ridiculous, Dean,” Cas said.

“Yes, well, you started it by questioning it. Besides, this is something all humans have done over their lifetime. Now it’s your turn,” Dean said with a chuckle.

Slouching down again, Cas slowly let his eyes scan over the clouds, looking for anything that stood out to him as a specific shape. The more he looked, the more frustrated he became, his shoulders squaring in tension.

“Relax. Let your mind wander,” Dean murmured, pressing a chaste kiss behind Cas’ ear and then trailing a couple soft kisses down to the underside of his jaw.

Letting his body relax into Dean’s, Cas took a deep breath and looked at the clouds again. Then he saw it. “There,” he said, pointing up at a cloud and waiting for Dean’s eyes to settle on the one he’d seen.

“Tell me what you see,” Dean said softly.

“Ice cream cone with a scoop of ice cream on top. Triangular shape of the cone and then it rounds off to make the ice cream,” Cas said, tracing the lines like he’d seen Dean do earlier. 

Dean laughed as his eyes traced the shape, and sure enough, it really did look like an ice cream cone. “You’re absolutely right, it does look like that. See, not so hard, right? Once you start seeing shapes, it’s impossible to stop.”

“Like that diamond right there?” Cas asked, eagerly pointing at another cloud.

“Yeah, Cas, exactly like that,” Dean said with a soft smile, before he was quietly humming Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds, which made Cas laugh.

And when Sam found them, twenty minutes later, staring at the sky and pointing up into the air, he swore the two of them had gone mad. “Did the witch hit you guys with a spell or something?” he asked.

“No, we’re naming cloud shapes,” Cas said with a grin.

“Oh shit, the witch. Is she-”

“Still in her house at the kitchen table. Honestly. You two are the worst lookouts ever.”

“Yeah, well, Cas started it,” Dean said with a smirk.

“Did not,” Cas shot back.

“Did too.”

“No, you were the one to point out the cloud shapes first and-”

Whatever the rest of his argument was, it was lost as Dean pressed his lips to Cas’, kissing him soft and sweet.

“I’ll be lookout from the car,” Sam said, rolling his eyes fondly as he left the couple sharing kisses and gazing up at the clouds.

Tag List Below:

Tag List: @curly-cue-scamp @hello-x-sunshine @bibelphegor @piesexual-dean @likepurplemuses @expectingtofly @neo-neo-neo @shadowywerewolfqueen @a-sweet-indisposition @feraladoration @xojo @oganizediguana @paintdriesfaster @adsp-destielcockles @destielangst

@cillitbang-me @justa-crayon @dea-stiel @superduckbatrebel @destielfactory @miluiel-erynion @superwholockbby @cockleslovesdestiel @toxic-nebula @misha-moose-dean-burger-lover @enchantinghairdoherringwombat @proudace @galaxymysteryelephant @aelysianmuse @simpforsamwinchester

@feeddoughnut @gmotheemo @deansotherotherblog @horsez2 @brazencas @geo-val @dizzypinwheel @hermionevaldez9 @poeticzebra @iamsherlockedondoctorwho @dickspeightjrs @imbiowaresbitch

If you’re enjoying my writing and you’d like to be tagged in any of my future destiel creations, please message me or comment and let me know and I’ll add you to the list (or remove you if you’d prefer)!