Tag: saileen

goodfemalecharacters:

A Destiel AU

Chapter Twelve: The Apartment

It looked about as rundown as he would have expected a place like it to be.  Dean took the steps three at a time, landing quiet as a cat on each one.  Cas’s dress shoes pinched his toes as he tried to follow suit.

The reality of the absolute insanity they were in the middle of began to sink it.  Cas fought it off the best he could, but a sense of dread began to sink into his body.  Something wasn’t right about this.

Surely a man who kidnapped the president’s son would have some sort of security measure.

Cas clenched his hands into fists.  The bruises beginning to bloom on his knuckles protested the movement.  Clearly, something about the way he’d punched his brother had been in poor form.

He suddenly wished he’d taken Meg up on that offer for karate lessons.

Dean flicked the safety off on his handgun as the two men emerged on to a landing that looked, to Castiel, completely identical to all of the others they’d passed so far.  The grimy window only let in a fraction of the sunlight from outside, and the dull grey curtain fluttered halfheartedly in the breeze squeezing through the sides of the window.

Cas swallowed.  Dean swiveled to face him.

“You can wait outside.  Run if there’s trouble.”

He could only shake his head.  Jack was trapped in this situation because he’d been too afraid to demand what was best for the child he wanted to care for.  If Jack could hold himself together, so could he.

(start from the beginning on ao3)

made up fic. title: The Lost Glasses

amirosebooks:

Canon!AU case fic.

There’s hell hounds loose in Santa Cruz, interrupting Dean’s perfect beach boardwalk vacation and he’s pissed. He’s tearing into Baby’s trunk like a man possessed. Muttering to himself and throwing weapons, clothing, and lore books left and right. He can’t find the holy oil soaked glasses that let them see the hell hounds anywhere.

Sam fucks off with Eileen (because fuck you Bucklemming, she’s not dead) to find another way to get rid of the dogs and save the other tourists. Cas is doing is best to calm Dean down while keeping his own eyes peeled for the hounds to come sniffing around the Impala. (She probably still smells a bit like Crowley. Juliet & Co are just looking for Papa, right? Yes. having some Crowley feelings.)

Eventually, Dean shouts out about his success and slaps his thick framed glasses on.

He spins on his heels and holds his hands out to his sides to show them off to Cas and freezes.

Stretching out from Cas’s back are Cas’s wings. They’re dark like smoke stained glass and reflect light from the nearby boardwalk rides and streetlamps. The edges are mangled. Burnt, torn, stunted and bald in places that even Dean’s untrained eyes can see.

Cas is staring at his feet when Dean finally stops gawking at Cas’s wings. Dean’s fingers curl into a fist hanging in the air between them as he catches Cas’s expression and realizes he was about to run his fingers through Cas’s feathers.

Naturally, Dean blurts out that Cas’s wings are beautiful and there’s feelings and probably some kissing and definitely inappropriate for a public parking lot hand roaming after that.

Meanwhile, Sam and Eileen swing back around to let the guys know they were able to convince Juliet to go back home–it was just a false alarm her Papa wasn’t really here. Who knew hell hounds understood sign language and had a fondess for Eileen? I mean, they did help her escape from Ketch (forcing him to use his first revival tattoo after they ripped him apart) after all.

Sam and Eileen decide to leave Dean and Cas to their own weirdness and head back to the boardwalk to see who is better at the driving arcade game they saw. (It’s totally Eileen. Sam should never be in charge of driving.)

Send me a made up fic title and I’ll tell you what I would write to go with it.

Saileen Hug colors

threshasketch:

dmsilvisart:

dmsilvisart:

Coloring seems to be the only thing my brain will focus on tonight. It’s meditative so I’ll take it…..

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So lineart by @threshie  AKA @threshasketch (Again) 

You should really commission this lovely bean, or support her Patreon.  This is not one of the commissioned pieces I requested from her, but I saw it today and went AWWWWWW! and I love coloring her lines, well here it is.

Coloring by me, with prismacolor marker. It’s been a Sammy sort of day.

Please if you like or reblog this, also go to Threshie’s page and scream your love at her, like and reblog her original art as well!

So while talking to Threshie tonight for a good….2 hours and feeling infinitly better, where I’ve been moody, unfocused and needing a hug or a cry all day long, I decided I was so drawn to coloring this piece today because I subconsciously needed a hug.

Again, thanks @threshie for chatting so long with me, and brightening my mood even though i couldn’t pin point what was wrong.

@dmsilvisart I love chatting with you, message me anytime! ♥♥♥ And this turned out so sweet with the colors – love Eileen’s jacket and darker wash on the jeans, and the hair technique with different colors looks awesome! I like the bit of shadow you added beneath them, too. I drew this really late at night while sleepy, so my only regret really is that my lines on it were drawn really fast and a tiny bit sloppy, but you colored it in so pretty anyway. XD 

It’s beuuuuuuuuuutiful!!!!!

*sobs*

*flops in Moose Bucket ™️*

goodfemalecharacters:

A Destiel AU

Chapter Ten: The Metro

Dean nearly choked on his soda when he saw Castiel Novak come out of literally nowhere and linebacker tackle his brother.  The camera jostled for a moment, the operator clearly taken aback, but it refocused again, just in time for Cas to throw an elbow into Michael’s face.

At least one person was reacting to this situation like a normal human being.

The segment was still going when his buzzer rang.  Honestly, when was Sam going to learn to take the key that didn’t stick?  But when he opened the door, it wasn’t Sam standing on the other side.

“Hello, Dean.”

Dean took a step back to let him in.

“Guess CNN didn’t air that live.”

He gestured at the TV, barely visible through the kitchen area.  Cas grimaced as he watched his past self pummel Michael into the ground.

“Not one of my finer moments.”

Even through his fear, Dean had to smile at that.

“Dude, are you kidding me?  That was the best thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”

He wouldn’t have ever expected that from Cas, but then again, he was surprisingly beefy despite the whole mad scientist vibe.

(start from the beginning on ao3)

bekah-basically:

Once again, doing fanart cleanses my soul!  I’ll always miss Eileen as a character, and I loved whatever chemistry was going on between these two.  Her time was so short lived!  I’d like to do more fanart of her in the future cause God knows she didn’t get enough screen time.

(Also, if enough people like this, I’ll do a realistic version of this sketch.)

EDIT: Baby faced Sammy is baby faced

@bekah-basically Pleeeeeeeeeeese!!!! There needs to be so much more Eileen in the world!!

goodfemalecharacters:

 A Destiel AU

Chapter Nine: The Situation Room

When they reached the Situation Room, Arthur Ketch was waiting for them.

In Dean’s defense, he tried to keep his dislike of the man off of his face.  He was a talented National Security Advisor, but in the few interactions Dean had had with him, he’d been incredibly condescending.

“Thank you, Ms. McLeod,” he said crisply.  Then, turning to Dean, “Agent Winchester.”

Things had to be bad for Rowena to pat his shoulder as she turned away.  Dean tried not to make his swallow so obvious as he followed Ketch into the room.  It looked pretty much like it did in the movies.  Were the darkened lights for the ambiance or for the projector?

Once he and Ketch got settled, they didn’t have much time before Roman walked through the door and everyone stood.  To Roman’s credit, he had least had the grace to look a little disconcerted at such a welcome.  It appeared that there were still things that took some time to get used to.

“Thank you.  Mr. Ketch, proceed.”

Dean’s heart settled somewhere around his naval.  He wasn’t sure he’d be able to listen to this.

“We received this video this morning.”

Ketch nodded to someone in the back, who clicked play.  Dean had to grip the side of the table until his knuckles turned white in order to avoid shouting out loud when Jack’s face came into view.

He didn’t look hurt, but it didn’t feel like much of an upside.  His eyes flickered nervously between the camera and what Dean assumed was the monster behind it.  He looked far younger on the screen than he had in years.

“Tell them.”

If Dean had been expecting some sort of Hollywood villain drawl, something that sounded chilling and evil, he was disappointed.  The man sounded like just that—a man.  Dean closed his eyes as Jack responded.

“I’m not hurt.”

Dean listened hard for some kind of catch in his voice, a noise that would alert him to some hidden hurt to prove the sentence a lie, but it seemed like he was telling the truth.

“Go on.”

“And I’m gonna stay that way.”

At that, Jack’s eyes filled with tears.  Despite himself, Dean’s did too out of sympathy and fear for the kid.

“For how long, Jack?”

(start from the beginning on ao3)

READ THIS, it’s AWESOME!

Listen – followyourenergy – Supernatural [Archive of Our Own]

imdestieltrash33:

Chapters: 24/24
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Jessica Moore/Sam Winchester, Eileen Leahy/Sam Winchester, Castiel & Sam Winchester
Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Sam Winchester, Gabriel (Supernatural), Eileen Leahy, Jessica Moore, Meg Masters, Anna Milton, Alfie (Supernatural), Mary Winchester, John Winchester, Original Novak Character(s), Benny Lafitte, Andrea Kormos, Charlie Bradbury
Additional Tags: Deaf Character, Deaf Sam, Deaf Gabriel (Supernatural), Hearing Dean, Hearing Castiel, Fluff and Angst, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, John Winchester and Mary Winchester are Divorced, strained relationships with parents, interpreter Castiel, Sam Winchester Ships Castiel/Dean Winchester, Castiel and Sam are best friends, Castiel and Gabriel (Supernatural) are Siblings, Gay Sex, Bottom Dean, Top Castiel, Karaoke, Musician Dean Winchester
Summary:

Five years ago, an accident happened that changed the course of Sam Winchester’s life – and in turn, the life of his brother, Dean, and the Winchester family. Dean wasn’t sure how to deal with the “after,” so he distanced himself from his brother at a time when Sam needed him the most. Now, at Sam’s invitation, Dean has decided to visit him in Boston, where he’s been living on his own. He expects his brother to be struggling, but is surprised to learn that he’s not only surviving, but thriving. Sam has two jobs, graduate school, and amazing friends – including an attractive interpreter named Cas – and although Dean has had some success in his chosen career, he longs for the true happiness Sam has. When Dean seeks Cas’ help to reconnect with his brother, Cas eventually agrees but Dean finds that his usual way of dealing with things won’t work with the captivating man who is firmly in Sam’s corner, and he will have to learn much more than a new language. Dean’s journey forces all three men to confront themselves, and eventually teaches them about assumptions, friendship, and love.

Told from three perspectives, this is a story about love, acceptance, and learning what it truly means to listen.

Ok so I just started reading this fic yesterday and I have to tell everyone about it!  It’s so damn cute and fluffy and I love it! I seriously read this with a dopey grin on my face. Go check it out!

YES!!!! @followyourenergy is awesome!!! Go check out this and all their stories!  

@imdestieltrash33, right now they are finishing up Kinda Like Family, Kinda Like Love, so go there when you are done Listen!

Listen – followyourenergy – Supernatural [Archive of Our Own]

Soooo I don’t know how the one word thing worksss but I REALLY WANT AN ANGSTY SAILEEN DRABBLE FROM SAM’S POV LIKE AFTER SHE….. DIED….. I would like to make myself sad kthx (: ANNDDD CONGRATULATIONS!!! HURRAH!!! KEEP SLAYIN’ YO! <333 And if you can't/don't want to write it let me know IT'S NO PROBLEM <3

bend-me-shape-me:

Hello friend, no, don’t worry it’s not a problem, and thank you so much! ❤

He feels sad these days, he is mourning a loss, not of what was lived, but the loss of what could have been but never was, because they took her away too soon. She didn’t deserve what happened to her, she brought light to this sad world full of death and pain. but he always loses the ones close to him, doesn’t him?

He thinks about her everyday, about her long, soft brown hair, about her smile, her beautiful honest eyes, He thinks about those lips he regrets don’t having kissed when he had the chance. He tries really hard not to think about her laying in the morgue.

Keep reading

*sobs*

Eileeeeeeeeeen!!!!!!!!!