(Source: pointinghome)
(Source: zarry-zouis)
Can I just point out that both Scott and Stiles text like this. Because I swear, one more fanfic that show them txt lyk dis and I will cut a bitch.
YES THANK YOU
(Source: asshales)
omg i actually wondered why this seemed like a bit of a strange thing to say and why it seemed like their words meant more than what they sounded
i actually interpreted it in a humorous way at first but i realised that MAYBE when cas is talking about him being ‘dirty’, he’s not just talking about his clothes, but himself in general? and then dean being like ‘purgatory’ll do that to you’, it’s cos he understands how completely and utterly shit purgatory made him feel and how even more tainted he is now
seriously the way this exchange is acted makes it seem like they’re definitely talking about more than hygiene
#i juuuuust how Dean doesn’t hesitate at ALL touching Cas #at any point and he’s touching him so much during this ep it’s like he needs to make sure Cas is there and he’s real #and it’s probably partly unconsious because of the dread that tightens his guts #that what if he loses Cas again #deancas #also jfc that look Cas send Dean here dgksgk
(Source: gracelesscas)
When is Derek getting a girl or should we hold out for a Sterek story line?
Stiles Winchester Verse (x):in which Castiel tells Dean he’s worried about Stiles being manhandled by Derek to try and cover the fact that he’s actually really just worried about their son growing up so fast.
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“Dean, don’t call me a brute…that was years ago. I just can’t help but worry about him sometimes. Stiles shouldn’t be allowing himself to be manhandled by his boyfriend.”
“Cas, listen. Stiles might as well be a Winchester by blood. Actually, nevermind that crap. He is a Winchester. Just like his dad. And Winchesters don’t get pushed around easily, unless maybe, that’s what Stiles likes…but let’s not talk about our kid’s sex life cause I don’t think I’m ready for that yet. Look, what I’m trying to say is…Stiles is fine. He knows how to defend himself. He’s not that helpless little baby we found next to his parent’s dead bodies sixteen years ago. He’s been ours ever since and if you ask me, I think we raised him pretty damn well. If something was bothering him he’d tell us because that’s what we taught him to do, okay?”
“I know that, Dean. It’s just-he’s so big now. And it’s hard to realize that he’s no longer my tiny four year old boy trying to learn all the Enochian his little brain could possibly handle. He’s always with Derek and his pack of werewolves or that lizard boy that you almost killed the other day. He’s never around anymore, Dean. I can’t even remember the last time we watched a movie together and I just miss him so much.”
“And believe me when I say that so do I, but that’s just the way life is. Everyone has to grow up. He’s a good kid, Cas. It’ll be okay, I promise. Now…I remember him saying he had tonight free of any plans. How about we stop by that healthy foods place he loves so much and buy some of that god awful tofu he forces us to eat? If you want, we can even rent a movie to watch on the couch.”
“Ugh, I hate tofu. And I’ll only watch it if we get to do a Stiles sandwich and snuggle up on either side of him like we used to when he was little.”
“Yeah, sure. I don’t see why not. Besides, some midnight cuddles with your two favorite men will do you some good.”
“Thanks, Dean. I love you.”
“Love you too, you brute.”
