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Some Supernatural scribbles
I recently got into Supernatural and it helped me with my writers block!!!
Have this
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Wind whistled in his ears, the moon illuminating his eyes, glowing in determination. Cautiously, he moves forward, the leaves beneath his feet crunching with every step. He had a mission, to find and shoot the foe that lurked on the grounds. Dean crouches behind a bush and adjusts the butt of the gun to fit between his arms. He hears a whoosh of leaves and sees a shadow out of the corner of his eyes. He turns immediately to the movement, and loads the gun with ammo. Seeing nothing he moves forward. He feels his heart racing as he crouch-walks towards the sound, his finger tight around the trigger. Dean turns the corner and-
He feels a sharp pain on his back, the splatter of paint heard against his shirt. He turns around to see Sam standing from his hiding spot behind him. Sam smirks, “I believe I win again Dean.” Dean grumbles and stands up, his gun left within the leaves. Dean smiles back and raises his hands in surrender. “Alright Alright I admit defeat,” His brother grins wider and drops his gun too. “Although I must say Dean, despite being such a good hunter, you are really bad at paintball.” Sam turns around to collect his ammo and with his back turned against his sibling, Dean reaches for his gun and shoots Sam on the back. Sam falls forward in shock and dives headfirst into the leaves. A f-bomb rang through the forest, followed by hearty laughter from Dean. Seeing the first genuine smile after Castiel’s death, Sam just can’t help but laugh back.
just put on jeans a tee with virgin mary a flannel and a long brown coat and realized i got all team free will in one outfit
Puzzled and amused.
sam and dean totally have performed the "sisters" dance (wallace and davis version) from white christmas... to the disdain of cas and gabriel. it's a yearly tradition they started as kids when John was on a hunt around the holidays and they got a little too bored.
cas after famine infected him in 5x14
these episodes are some of the craziest whiplash I get watching this show. like WHAT. dr. sexy md, gabriel angel reveal, first gay couple on spn, chuck and becky, the "family" photo with ellen and jo and cas, the hardware store scenes, the entirety of 5x11... every single emotion is coursing through my soul right now
love being decent at writing. i just submitted what was practically destiel fanfiction to a writing festival. those judges have no idea.
It's been four years since the show ended and I still can't get over the ending.
WHAT EPISODE IS THAT ONE PICTURE OF CAS FROM. YK THE ONE. MESSY HAIRED, KINDA TEARY EYED. ANGELIC.
Heavenly Christmas
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Castiel Novak x Reader
No Pronouns used!!
Summary: Castiel experiences Christmas traditions for the first time with the Winchester brothers and the reader. As they decorate the tree and exchange gifts, Castiel learns about the holiday spirit. The story culminates in a magical moment under the mistletoe, where Castiel and the reader share a sweet kiss, making it a Christmas to remember for everyone involved.
Heavenly Christmas
It was Christmas Eve, and the bunker was adorned with twinkling lights and the scent of freshly baked cookies wafted through the air. You were busy decorating the Christmas tree with Sam and Dean, the festive atmosphere filling your heart with warmth.
Suddenly, the familiar sound of fluttering wings echoed through the room, and there stood Castiel, his trench coat slightly dusted with snow. He looked at the tree with curiosity, his blue eyes reflecting the lights.
"What is the purpose of this tree?" Castiel asked, his voice as serious as ever.
You chuckled, handing him a string of lights. "It's a Christmas tree, Cas. It's a tradition. People decorate it to celebrate the holiday season."
Castiel examined the lights in his hands, then glanced at you. "I am not familiar with Christmas traditions. How does one properly celebrate?"
Sam grinned. "Well, we exchange gifts, have a big feast, and spend time with loved ones. And tomorrow, we'll open presents under the tree."
Castiel nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips. "I would like to participate in this celebration."
As the night progressed, the four of you decorated the tree together, sharing stories and laughter. Castiel listened intently, absorbing the concept of Christmas with genuine interest.
Later, you all gathered around the fireplace, enjoying the warmth it provided. Castiel sat next to you, his gaze fixed on the flickering flames.
"Hey, Cas," you said, handing him a beautifully wrapped box. "Merry Christmas."
Castiel took the gift, examining it carefully. With a nod, he began to unwrap it, revealing a cozy scarf.
"I noticed you don't get cold, but I thought it might be a nice addition to your wardrobe," you explained.
Castiel smiled, a rare expression that lit up the room. "Thank you, Y/N. I appreciate the sentiment."
The evening continued with laughter, music, and shared moments that made it a truly magical Christmas. As the clock struck midnight, you found yourself under the mistletoe with Castiel.
He looked at the plant curiously, then back at you. "What is the significance of this?"
"It's a tradition," you replied, smiling. "If two people stand under the mistletoe, they have to kiss."
Castiel nodded, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to your lips. It was a soft, sweet moment that seemed to pause time, creating a memory you would cherish for Christmases to come.
In that moment, surrounded by friends and love, you couldn't help but feel that this Christmas was truly heavenly.
And so, in the warmth of the bunker, with snow falling gently outside, you celebrated a Christmas that would forever be etched in your heart, filled with love, laughter, and the unexpected joy of sharing traditions with an angel named Castiel.
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i swear if anyone hurts this angel, everyone near me will be dead
Angelic Apologies
i finally wrote for Cas!!!! i love this man so much 🤣😭
Castiel Novak x Reader
No pronouns used
Summary: When a routine day in the bunker takes an unexpected turn, the reader accidentally punches Castiel in the face. Filled with guilt, apologies pour forth, only to be silenced by a surprising and passionate kiss from the celestial being. As the reader hesitates and pulls away, Castiel delivers a romantic yet slightly creepy declaration, showcasing his unique understanding of human interactions.
Angelic Apologies
In the dimly lit library of the bunker, you sat engrossed in a dusty tome, the weight of ancient knowledge pressing against your temples. The room was filled with a hushed quiet, the only sound being the faint rustle of pages and the occasional creak of the old floorboards. Little did you know, an unexpected visitor was about to disrupt your solitude.
Out of nowhere, a fluttering of wings announced Castiel's arrival. The air displaced, and with a soft whoosh, he stood behind you, his trench coat brushing against the floor. Unbeknownst to you, his piercing blue eyes studied the words on the pages before him. In the eerie silence, you sensed a presence and, acting purely on instinct, you whirled around and threw a punch.
Cas barely had time to register the surprise on his face before your fist connected with his nose. His head snapped back, and a low groan escaped his lips. "What the hell?" you exclaimed, only to realize that the celestial being you had just cold-cocked was none other than Castiel.
Panicking, you reached out to him, stammering an apology. "Cas, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to punch you. I thought you were… someone else?"
Cas straightened, holding his nose gingerly. "It's fine, [Y/N]. I understand that you were taken aback."
Your remorseful babbling continued, the words tumbling out like a waterfall of apologies. Cas, growing increasingly impatient, raised a hand to silence you. "Enough, [Y/N]. It's fine, really."
But you couldn't stop. "No, Cas, seriously, I feel awful. I can't believe I—"
In an unexpected turn of events, Cas cut you off, closing the distance between you and capturing your lips with his own. The suddenness of it left you breathless, and you could feel the warmth of his kiss melting away your worries. The apology lodged on your tongue was forgotten as the kiss deepened, your hands instinctively finding their way to Cas's coat.
When the kiss finally broke, you were left gasping for air, your eyes meeting Cas's intense gaze. His voice, calm but laced with a hint of something unfamiliar, spoke words that sent shivers down your spine. "You don't need to apologize, [Y/N]. In fact, I find your instincts rather endearing."
You blinked, the romantic sentiment juxtaposed with Cas's typical lack of understanding of human nuances. "Cas, that's… kind of creepy."
A small, bemused smile tugged at the corners of Cas's lips. "Is it? I've been observing human behavior, and I thought it might be an appropriate response."
You chuckled, shaking your head. "Cas, you're a strange one."
His eyes softened as he cupped your cheek, his thumb brushing against your skin. "Perhaps, but I am learning. And I believe that in this moment, my actions speak louder than words."
You couldn't help but smile, realizing that even an angel could be surprisingly charming in his own peculiar way.
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AHHHHH i'm so happy i finally wrote fro Cas lmaooo i just love him so much
Gouache practice with my baby angel and his pretty magpie-like wings 🕊️
Touch starved
speech bubble translation under the cut ⬇️
Dean: your hair is so fluffy in the morning :D
Cas: Dean, stop!
Every moment with cupping face gets me
Вылечит рассвет...
(translation below)
Lyrics from Рассвет — Сироткин
The sun must give me back
All that is mine
Dawn will heal...
Happy November 5th my dear friends
🪶 Day 17 — wings 🪶
Love to imagine Cas' wings not fully black but black with gasoline stains, like magpie's feathers
I still have some ideas for suptober, but I am a mess, though I hope I will do them someday
+ close up
⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ Day 9 — moon ⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆
Is Castiel a little naive gay angel or a flirty strategist? Who knows...
Please, forget, that today is already October 25... I just needed to draw silly sketchy comics
I named the file 'boobs'
Sketchy addition to my previous art
These little crumbs are so in love, look at them
I want to eat them 🩵
I've got this little plot idea in my head, where TFW go on vacation, and Dean says to Cas smth like "No, you're not going to a beach resort in a suit" so he makes Cas wear his clothes. Cas does what his friend says, though he doesn't understand, what's wrong with his trenchcoat.
Well... This decision had a much more unexpected result for Dean... Who knew, what Cas was hiding under all these layers.
I know, what I'm doing
💡 Day 6 — electric 💡
Is it Lamp Cas you guys are talking about?
I kinda... Got lost in time... Yeah...
Imagine after movie nights Cas suddenly references to film while some hunting and everyone in team is just. Terrified. What the hell happened to Cas?
And then Dean would smile and laugh "Yeah, you got it right, Cas!". He would be so happy and proud.
Cas continues referencing because he likes Dean's reaction and at this point Sam is done with them
They live in my head 24/7 rent free
(and I don't mind)
It was actually supposed to be a kind of little redraw of one sketch from 2020, but ended up like a practice of kisses
Translation of big words on the left: gentle kiss
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