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I haven’t had a lot of time to draw them, but happy birthday to Dean’s vessel! Here are old heads of an assorted quality

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May 12, 2022

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This print is so pretty in person (with gold leaf accent and shimmer watercolors) by @winchester-reload

I really didn’t know where to go with this so I just ended it. Feel free to add onto it and make a part two, just make sure to tag me so I can see it! Anyway, I hope you all are having a great day/night and I want you to all know that you’re beautiful and worth it. 

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Sweat dripped down your chest as you plunged your blade into the heart of the werewolf.

You heaved, looking over at the long-haired man that was tied up across the room. You walked over to him, kneeling down beside him. As you gently shook him you heard a groan.

“Hey? Are you okay?” You spoke softly. The man jumped and sucked in a sharp breath.

“Don’t freak out. I’m here to help.”

He looked at you with wide blinking eyes and nodded.

“Is it dead?”

You nodded and took out your pocket knife, cutting him loose. You knew what came next, the talk. No matter how many times you had to do it, it never got any easier. Knowing that you could be possibly ruining someone’s life.

“Ok this is going to sound unbelievable and you might think I’m crazy but my name is Y/f/n and I hunt monsters-“

“My brother? Where is he?” He shrugged off what you had just said like it was nothing.

“Your brother?”
He nodded trying to get up, but you held him down. He looked up at you, surprised you had the strength to hold down a man of his stature.

“I’ll find him, where did you see him last?” You asked him, really hoping to find this mystery brother okay and our of harm’s way.
You were taken by surprise as the man gently grabbed your arm but he was interrupted as a loud bang came from outside the barn. You grabbed your gun from your waistband and gave the guy a look you were hoping he understood, which he apparently did, because he slunk back down in his place on the ground.

You stalked your way over to the door, keeping your gun raised. But you found yourself lowering it when the door opened and you saw a familiar face. You had traded out your gun for your fist as it connected with his face.

He looked up at you with confusion.

“Y/n?” You looked up at him, as he towered over your frame.

“Dean.” You huffed. “You’re the brother?”

His expression immediately shifted. “You know where Sam is, where is he?” He rushed out.
You rolled your eyes at him and lead him over to the secluded corner of the barn where Sam had been tied up. As soon as Dean caught sight of his brother he ran over to him dropping him to his knees.

“Sam, Sammy? Can you hear me?” You stood behind Dean as he shook Sam awake.

Sam eventually woke up and had gotten himself to stand up. But Dean was still being his overprotective self. You could tell Sam wasn’t crazy about his brother still holding him up, especially because he could hold his own.

Sam had hoisted himself into Dean’s car and shut the door. You took this as an opportunity bring up that past. You knew why Dean was so confused when he had seen you for the first time in forever. You could recall back when you were the little innocent Y/n you had been for so long.  

With Castiel around hunts because so much easier; day long hunts took hours, days driving turned to seconds.

Thus came the lazy days on the sofa, Cas draped over Dean aimlessly barely paying attention to the TV.
Slow walks through the park; watching the bees in the spring and kicking the leaves in the autumn.
Cooking fails attempting everything from cupcakes to soup but always ending delicious mess.
Lazy affectionate kisses every free moment and little stares over the room around others.


Sam would come and go but Dean and cas spent so little time apart everybody they met treated them as a pair.

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A long desperate sigh filled the waiting room
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuh”
A gentle left the man’s lips soon after to be heard by no-one but himself. And if he was listening
His Angel
“Cas buddy, we need you,”

From the tense silence of the nearly empty room an older woman burst through the doors.
“Do we have a Dean?”
The man froze. It seemed in those limited seconds between question and answer every emotion passed his thoughts.
“That’s me…”
“He wants to see you.”
The man didn’t realise he’d been clenching his fists and holding his breath until he released them at the sound of ’..he wants..’

Everything was in slow motion.
Feet clattering down with each step.
Passing by each devastatingly injured person hooked up to every life support.
‘That could be him’

Every joyous, laughing person.
'I wish that was him,’

The presumed nurse stopped outside a door, and spoke gently, with kindness.
“He’s in there.”
“Thankyou,”
“My pleasure it’s always beautiful when couples re-unite in a hospital room.”
This was the last thing she’d said before walking away yet he still called after her,“ we’re not a couple, he’s my best friend.”
Suddenly it felt odd to call him a best friend but he dismissed the feeling and entered the room.

“Hey buddy,”
“Dean it’s you,”
“Yep, in the flesh and blood,”
“But the question is.. How are you cas?”
“Tired.”
“Seems reasonable,”
“How are you and Sam?”

“Me? I’m good, just keepin’ goin’. Sam? Well he’s the best he’s been in years, right now he’s huntin anything and everything whe can find.”

The only thing filling the silence was a brief chuckle from cas then the steady noise of the heart machine.

“Cas did you hear me?”
“Yes.”
“And… Well you know we need you…”
“Of course Dean..”

Both of them shuffled around awkwardly. Uncommon for Dean. Very common for castiel.

“I know you need me more than Sam. I know you should be saying 'I need you’”

“Cas what do you mean?”
He heard no answer and slowly raised his head from staring at his shoes and looked at castiel.
He had gone limp and his beautiful eyes had closed.

“Cas, cas buddy wake up, we need you!”

There was no reaction or visible change however the heart monitor began to slow..
“NURSE! WE NEED A NURSE IN HERE!”
Seconds later they came crashing in, four or five of them. Straight to his bedside.

“NO! CAS! WE NEED YOU COME ON,”

He dropped closer to the bed and spoke softly to him one last time,“Castiel. Baby. I need you.” “I Need You Now.”
But his attempts were in vain and the heart machine simply stopped.

“No no no no no this can’t happen. I need you. Baby I love you..”

One day if cas gets a boyfriend I bet he won’t even understand what gay or bisexual means…..

“I don’t understand Dean why do we have to love people with different genitals?”
“No, cas we don’t!”
“Then why do people?”

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Sam: This totally sucks, man.

Dean: This is horrible.

Sam: Yeah, I know. I mean, look at today’s news.

Dean: No, it’s not that. It’s Cas.

Dean: It’s just like, I can’t get him out of my head and every time I look at him I have these pains in my chest, and I just know it’s his fault.

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