Sammy…

emptywithout:

He lights up a room with his smile

the room becomes flooded

Those dimples

can move mountains

Those kaleidoscope eyes

making my heart melt

Dizzy with the thought of

his arms around me

All my fear dissolves away

He is joy and light

I see it. I feel it. I breathe it.. I know it.

I just wish he knew it, too


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Over the Edge

idreamofhazel:

Summary: 13.17/18 meta. Takes place sort of in between/during the episodes and is loosely based on promo pics we’ve seen. Sam’s been depressed this season. We’ve seen it in his behavior, but it’s not really being dealt with, so I’m dealing with it here. 

Characters: Sam, Castiel

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: depression, breakdown

Sam puts one foot in front of the other, each step pounding on dirt that gives way under his running shoes. The leaves are too soft to crunch, but the twigs still snap. An early fall rain has dampened the trail he usually runs and the cool air flows into his lungs with sharpness. He feels alive with every breath, awakened to the sensations in his body. The tired ache in his thighs. The sweat dripping down over his right eyebrow. His t-shirt moving or sticking on his back depending on how the air flows. He feels things he’s trying to forget like the empty ache in his heart and the sadness hanging over his head. His morning run is supposed to be a distraction, but it has the alternative effect of making Sam acutely aware of everything going on in his body and mind. It’s mindfulness or whatever new age terminology they’re using now. Sam’s done research. He knows being aware of how he’s feeling is half the battle. People go around ignorant of their body’s signals, stuffing emotions and ignoring them, hoping through positivity they will change how they feel. They’re numb. Sam isn’t. He knows what he feels. He feels it deeply. He acknowledges it every day of his life. He doesn’t need mindfulness.

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deancaspinefest:

Title: Highway 9

Author:
ellispark

Rating:
Explicit

Word count:
39k

Pairings:
Dean/Castiel

Warnings:
Graphic depictions of violence, attempted suicide

Dean Winchester is a private investigator working what should be an open-and-shut vandalism case on an isolated stretch of rural highway.

Except it’s not an open-and-shut case, because whatever is happening on Highway 9 isn’t vandalism — it’s something far more sinister and unnatural. And if Dean is going to get to the bottom of this case, he’s going to have to rely on the one person he’s learned he can’t rely on for anything — his ex-best friend, Cas Novak.

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The Graveyard Shift – Chapter 32

riseofthefallenone:

Dean’s favourite coffee shop, The Graveyard Shift, is only open after the sun goes down. Which is perfect for him, because that’s exactly when he craves coffee the most while doing the overnight at the fire hall. The coffee shop’s owner is pretty perfect too, but it’s kind of a bummer that Dean never gets to see Cas during the day. In a world where the supernatural live more or less in peace with the rest of humanity, it’s a little impolite to ask Cas just what he really is – or what his dark past entails.

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The Graveyard Shift – Chapter 32

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For Lack of a Better Word

Part 19/24:
Occhiolism

noun
1. the awareness of the smallness of your perspective

Castiel traces idle fingers down the side of his water
glass, drawing up the beads of condensation. The sun is warm on his face –
almost hot – but the cool May breeze cuts through it. It’s a perfect day,
really; the street is filled with people.

“Can I get you some more coffee?”

Startled, Castiel glances up at the waitress standing next
to his table, coffee pot in hand. She’s very young, maybe still in high school.
“Yes, thank you,” he says, and she picks up his empty cup to refill it.

“Anything else you need?” she asks, setting it back on the patio
table.

Castiel considers her a moment. “How old are you?”

She looks surprised at first, then a little unnerved,
throwing a glance back towards the door to the café.

“I’m sorry,” Castiel says quickly. “I don’t mean to be…
I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. You just seem very young to have a job.”

A bit of the tension eases from her shoulders, but she still
looks wary. “Yeah, maybe. But those jiu jitsu classes don’t pay for themselves,”
she says pointedly.

Castiel smiles and nods. Her tone was light, but the warning
is clear. “Of course. And I don’t need anything else just now, thank you.”

She nods and moves away to wait on another table, and Castiel
turns his attention back to the street.

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Dreamscape

maximumsuckage:

Second part is finished- one more part to go (altho it’s gonna be long i think…)  This freaking thing is over 120K now and I’m only just getting to the juicy stuff… 

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Summary: Gabriel is Loki.  Implications- Loki’s children are all uber powerful half archangels.  Sam and Dean deal with this, as well as continuing to protect the world from supernatural threats.  Jack is adorable.  Slow-burn Sabriel.  

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