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NEVER GO THROUGH UR OLD SHIT CAUSE WHY DID I FIND A SUPERNATURAL MEME ON MY PHONE FROM 2016...

I DIDNT KNOW WHAT A MISHA COLLINS WAS TILL A YEAR AGO (a lie, the Mishapocalypse has done irreversible damage to my psyche even if second hand)

(Screenshot from Tumblr that I REMEMBER finding on one of those dank meme videos...)

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Drop the playlist queen

Cake AND Bleachers are both on my hfym playlist and I get to see them back to back hehe 😎

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A thought was had by yours truely, Cas and Dean who meet at a EA meeting (Emotional Anonymous, think AA but for mental / emotional issues)

Dean whos father just died or to make it even better (worse) Sam was the one who passed away, is dragged into an ea meting by the scruff of his neck and Cas forced to attend after his fourth suicided attempt.

Painful proximity, bounding over trauma, long glances from across the chair circle.

idk I'm too drunk rn but yeah also happy Canada day to those who celebrate?

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 (An Invitation) Dean + Cas - Invite

Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Au: University/Collage

Word Count: 1.4 k

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Notes: So I finally got into the habit of daily/semi daily writing (idk how long that will last) but while doing so I cracked into the volt of my previously un-posted works andddd here you go! thought the interaction were funny. No beta we die like my will to finish this<3

Ok, Winchester buck up, you can do this.

Dean sighs and opens the door to the fourth floor, Jo and Charlie giggle behind him while Benny just rolls his eyes. With all the courage and gracefulness he has Dean walks out, heading straight for the door labelled “138” where he has been told one Castiel N. is staying at.

Dean goes to grab the invitation flyer out of his pocket before a box of mints hits him in the dead in the back of his head, a sharp pain starts to ache through his skull.

“Fuck!!! Jo what's freaking wrong with you!?” Dean howls, gripping the painful spot trying to subdue the pain into submission. Only more giggles erupt from his “support” team. “Some mints for you and your boyfriend” snickers Jo, he's not making the mistake of pregaming with them ever again.

“Har har very funny!” Hisses Dean, rolling his eyes as the ache starts to subside from agonising to something more dull. He straightens up and sighs, patting himself down and while he is at it grabbing the mints, quickly snacking down on a few Dean feels almost ready.

Rather not stink of beer while talking to that hot mysterious guy from study hall.

Before Dean can knock the door opens to reveal him, mystery guy, or as he has come to know him “Castiel” with the help of Charlie and her hacking skills (“No Dean it's not hacking, it's called navigating the university website you tech illiterate dumbass”). He stands there, rumpled sex hair and a navy robe pulled around himself.

The 2 stand at a standstill, no one speaking while Cas’s gloriously blue eyes bore into Dean.

“Uh-”

“Do I know you?” rough voice and utterly unamused tone. Dean stands a little surprised before breaking into one of his famous Dean Winchester grins.

“You do now sweetheart,”

The man only rolls his eyes. Cute.

“How did you know to open the door before I knocked anyways? You a psychic or something?” A bit of amusement plays on Cas’s face as he pulls the robe tighter around himself. “Mmm, what if I told you yes, I in fact am one?” A birdish tilt of the head goes along with it.

Dean is a little taken aback by the comment, starting to come up with some pick-up line about crystals and balls.

“You and your friends are just incredibly loud and these walls are thin.” He notes glancing over at the group still standing by the fire exit, Dean’s face heats up and god he's fumbling this so badly fuck fuck fuck why can't he just be normal about a guy for once in his lif-

“It was nice speaking to you” States Castiel before the door starts shutting.

“Wait Cas no!” He calls out, hand grabbing at the door, retching it open making Cas step away, eyes narrowing ever more. “How do you almost know my name?” His tone is harsher now, shit no no no why did he say that!! “My name is Castiel not Cas” He adds, smartass.

Trying to keep the mood light and not come off as a creepy stalker Dean nods and steps away too, mirroring Cas yet his hand stays firmly planted on the door. “Well Castiel ‘s a bit of a mouthful so you know..?” He winks, but Castiel just keeps staring, hand reaching for something beside the door. “Is it?” He quarks an eyebrow.

Shuffling is heard from behind Cas, a blonde much shorter man appears behind him, face mask on and hair pushed up with one of those fuzzy things Sam always used to use. Dean’s thoughts go straight to boyfriend and a fizzy sort of jealousy wraps around his neck he quickly pushes away cause no – Dean will not be one of those guys who get possessive over a guy they don’t even know. Hell Cas might not even be into dudes!! Must be a roommate then, right??

“Cassie, is my package here? Do I need to sign something?” The man grumbles and oh? Cassie?? “Cassie huh?” Grins Dean, smile becoming even brighter and bolder. He’ll file that away for later. “No no Gabriel this in-” Castiel pauses and turns his glare back on Dean. “Don't” He commands seething and Dean only laughs noding. “Ok ok no Cassie then, I’ll stick to sweetheart and Cas”.

Cas shakes his head and starts to talk with this mystery Gabriel dude in some other language that Dean has no understanding of. “Ok I get that but why is he holding our door open??” Thankfully Gabriel switches to English after some time in Dean’s favour. “Don’t know, you ask him, I’ve been trying to get why he's here” Grumbles Cas in an adorable way that seemingly only he can pull off with that exhausted yet hot look he has.

“Well??” The shorter man asks, both their attention now turned solely on him.

“You two angels or something?” Dean asks, mind a little empty so only the 2 men’s names come to mind. “Archangel Gabriel and Seraph Castiel right?” Don't call Dean a stalker but he researched Cas and well Mom always said angels were watching over them so she had mentioned the Archangel who had told the Virgin Mary she was knocked up.

The two men just stare at him blankly before Gabriel coughs, clearly covering the snickering that had come out a second earlier.

“Was that a flirtation??” Castiel asks before enticing the now crumbled flyer in Dean’s hand attention now focused on it as opposed to the reddening Winchester in front of him. “Umm, do you want it to be?” Audible laughter can be heard from the now-closed fire exit door, seemingly Benny had taken pity on the poor foul and saved him at least a little bit of his dignity from the girls.

“So what's with the flyer then? Trying to ask my baby bro to join your cult?” Gabriel tilts his head, so brother then, the sharp noes whose shadows make an illusion of a beak-like shape and those same blue eyes now make sense. “If you are, you're quite bad at it” Ouch Cas don't say that but amusement and a little bit of fear do sit quite nicely on his sharp features.

“Just ask him out Dean!!!” Yells Charlie who seemingly got away from under Benny’s watch and opened the door to the stairs where the rest of their group stayed, waiting for Dean to man up.

“Will you?” Asks Castiel, eyebrow quirked, he steps a little closer to him. Dean is a mess and he feels like he's starting to burn up, mind only focused on Cas and those damn eyes that swallow him up like a black hole. Having already forgotten Gabriel who's just watching this all unfold.

“Gabriel you going to stand here and observe?” Asks Cas not as enthralled as Dean seems to be. “Mmmm perilously little bro, this is better than the shit I was just watching so please do continue and let this first year embarrass himself.” Dean can hear some soap opera playing in the background

“I ugh was wondering if you wanted to come to a party my friends and I were hosting. I saw you around campus a couple of times and you seem like a pretty chill dude so…?” Heat rises in Dean’s body as Cas graces him with a ghost of a lip-sealed grin. “So instead of just approaching me in a public place you decided to find out my name, find out where I live and personally show up to hand deliver me this crumpled flyer?”

“Will it make it better if I say I ain't sober?”

The paper is ripped from Dean’s hands, Castiel isnt afraid to get in real and personal it seems. Good.

“Is that a yes?” A hopeful little butterfly blooms in Dean’s chest slowly fluttering around on its barely formed wings.

“Goodbye Dean”

A door is slammed in his face. In his awestruck glory, Dean seems to have forgotten to keep the door held open.

“Smooth Winchester”

“Oh fuck off Jo!!!”

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Ending Notes: Thanks so much for reading and hope you enjoyed it!!! I might post more of these little oneshotes as the month goes by but who knows. Also once I get enough written I will post a collection on A03 (will link it to this post later). Anyways I have to let you know that there WAS a crystal ball / ball foundling joke in there but it didn't make the cut....

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Currently having tumblr as my ONLY working social media has been wild to say the least...

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can i pleaaaase use your glorpstiel drawing as my icon 🥺 i love him sm 🥺🥺 (its okay if not hehe)

Omg yeah sure go ahead! I'm happy you liked it so much <3 Just credit me in ur bio or smth of the sort, but other than that you have my blessing!

Have fun :3

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Jumping on the Glorpstiel train...

The glorpiest of glorps ever, love him !!!

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LOVE IT, EATING IT UP AS ALWAYS!!!! 💙

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О нет :(

Я вас обожаю пожалуйста не станете кухонной стойкой :(

Как бы ни было больно, но в полнолуние я принимаю свой истинный облик - вид кухонной стойки :_(

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Jacks why didn't you add the destiel mpreg doodle??? 🧐 Give the ppl what they want

pls enjoy sketches bc im slow

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That homunculus just unlocked my fatherly instincts

You guys don't get it, that's my SON now 😞😔

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I LOVE YOU YURI DESTIEL‼‼‼ They get stuck in your brain and never leave ✊😔

I'm so normal about yuri Destiel (said no one ever.) (I can't get them out of my head ough....)

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Chemistry and I are in an abusive relationship but its worth it for the CaS of it all 😔🥺

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SPN Beans Pt.2

Pt.1 l Pt.2

Destiel + Anna yay!!!! I love chewing on them <3

Thanks for the request @Fazbee, if anyone has one my inbox is open!

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Pt.1 l Pt.2

Windows Paint HATES to see me coming

(send requests for the beans to react to...)

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Today I was told that it's actually REALLY creepy that I stare at people when I talk to them so I got inspired to make an artist's rendition...

(Text: "Turns out I am not in fact cool and mysterious, I am just off putting and mentally unwell" and "Wdym my intense contact doesn't read as romantic and actually comes off stalkerish and creepy :(")

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My Girl Claire!!! I love her so much, she's truly the best!

Decided to mess around with her different cuts so here you go:

Regular Degular Claire

Under Cut + Fading Dye

Just a Pony Tailed Gal

(I think the CW were not cunt enough to give Claire a bunch of piercings and access to hair dye...)

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