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Jack: Today’s question is, how do you deal with a crush?

Sam, Cas, Gabe, Dean: *facepalm* not again

Jack: yes again. So dads, what do you do when you have a crush?

Sam, takes the lead to do a little teaching of good values and crap: well, Jack, what I try to do is understand my feelings before I talk to them, and when I do approach them, I am always respectful and mindful of their wishes and I tell them how I feel and compliment them -

Dean, snickering: yeah, right

Sam: Shut up Dean.

Dean: why you gotta lie to the kid, Sammy? We all know that when you have a crush, you get as far away from the person as you can, otherwise they’d start liking you back and then you two’d end up banging and ta-da, they’re dead

Sam: …I hate you

Dean: *shrugs*

Jack, nodding and absorbing: what about you, Dean?

Dean, promptly: Well what you gotta do is judge if they’re in your league or not

Jack: if they are?

Dean: you put on the charm. Remember the blue-steel I showed you once?

Jack: the face I caught you practising in the mirror and you begged me to forget, but I never did?

Dean: yeah that’s the one

Jack: and what if they aren’t in my league?

Dean: you wait for the crush to go away

Jack, nodding: how long does that take?

Dean: depends on a lot of factors. Could be a week, or could be -

Sam, interrupting with a smirk: 10 years, inclusive of time spent in other realms such as purgatory

Jack: that LONG?

Sam, smirking wider as Dean goes red: oh yeah Jack, 10 years and running

Jack, nodding and accepting: I see. What about you, Castiel?

Cas: I…*thinks about raising Dean from hell, rebelling, fighting his garrison, falling from grace, disobeying Naomi, disobeying direct orders from Heaven, choosing him over an entire army, annoying a cosmic being enough to be brought back, healing every little bruise on his perfect face* I believe in grand gestures, Jack

Dean: *narrowing his eyes*

Sam, feeling pity for his brother: No Cas, you don’t. You’re a deathbed-confession guy

Cas: oh yes. That.

Jack, nodding: cool.

Cas, wistfully: but that didn’t work either so I don’t know if anything ever will.

Jack: why don’t you try doing something he likes with him?

Cas, touchy about the topic: You mean, like, cowboy around with him with a hat? Dress up as a medical practitioner to satisfy his kinks?

Dean, growing suspicious: that’s weirdly specific Cas

Cas: I can’t eVEN

~

BONUS

Jack: what about you, uncle Gabe? What do you do when you have a crush?

Gabriel, thinking about all the weird shit he’s done to Sam, ranging from killing his brother 104 times in a day to picking his side over the rest of his family’s, from giving him genital herpes to making him suffer in Nutcracker, and so on and so forth: heh

Jack: what?

Gabriel: …archangels don’t get crushes hehe

Jack, nodding: okay thanks

*in another corner of the room*

Dean and Cas, at the same time: its okay Sam - NO - DON’T try to strangle yourself it’s fine he’s just dodging the question - nO SAM don’t try to strangle him either - sAM you’re scaring us now please start b r e a t h i n g

“The devil works hard but the home race curse works harder and I’m tired of it.”

- Anonymous confession

Kit Harington shares personal photos with Esquire Magazine in their May Issue

“This is just me fucking around. I just got bored one day and put it on. Quite often Dany’s wigs were lying around. If that picture says anything, it’s about how much of your time is spent in hair and makeup. ”

“This is from this season. I think he’s asleep there. That was during these long nights filming battles. There was just something so weird about chilling in the greenroom—a tent, basically—with the Night King, who’s making jokes, and the White Walkers around him, who are cracking up. To you it’s normal, but to anyone else walking into that room, it would be bizarre. It’s these bits I’ll miss most—the moments of ‘What the fuck is my job?’”

“This was taken in Spain, and I thought Emilia looked like, as the old saying goes, a million bucks. To me, in this photo, she screams fifties, sixties, Old Hollywood chic. And that’s why I took this snap, ’cause she sort of has a timeless quality to her.”

“Kristofer has one of the most amazing faces ever. I think he looks like an Arctic explorer in this. He’s just wonderfully eccentric and became a very, very good friend.”

“I took this selfie during the Battle of the Bastards [season 6’s biggest episode]. Just to give you an idea, we had six stages of dirt and blood, and I’m on about stage three at that point. And it was pretty uncomfortable. All of that stuff on my face is sticky blood, which is sugar based and attracts wasps and flies. I think I took that selfie just to go, “What the fuck am I in? I’m halfway through this and this is how messy I am.”

We took this this season. I can’t remember what we were there for, whether it was a photo shoot or a costume thing, but it struck all of us that it was so rare that this many people were in one place at one time. So we were like, “Right. We need a family photo.” This is obviously just a snippet of people who were on Thrones. I’d love to get a massive group of everyone who was on Thrones in one big photo. This is just what we ended up with, kind of the core group of us, minus for some reason Lena [Headey, who plays Cersei Lannister]. I don’t know why she’s not there. But it’s a really happy photo. I remember diving into the middle of it, trying to be center. The photo cuts a bit through all the shiny little faces we have to pull on press tours, and the people we are when we’re all dolled up for a premiere or a talk show or what have you. When we get on set together, a group like this, we’re fucking goofy and we play around. And I think you can tell from this photo how much everyone loves each other.”

“Alfie, Richard, and I went to the Wheel of Belfast. It was that time when every city had to have a huge Ferris wheel. We were almost like kids ourselves, going on this big wheel and obviously having this souvenir photo taken. It’s just remarkable looking at it now and thinking we had no idea what was going to happen with the show. We were just young actors happy to be working—literally a world-at-your-feet sort of thing but no expectations from it.”

Title: somewhere I have never travelled Author: museaway Artist: dmsilvisart Rating: Mature Pairings: Dean/Cas (Eileen/Sam, Mary/John, Ellen/Bobby) Warnings: Minor character death Posting Date: 10/3/2017

Summary:  On his way home from work, Dean is hit by a man driving a Prius. Though Castiel is abrupt and rude at the accident scene, Dean’s drawn to him the more they talk. Since Castiel is fresh from a divorce with a teenage daughter, Dean doesn’t expect their relationship to go anywhere, but while Castiel seems eager to build a life with him, Dean is hung up on his past and family obligations.

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Bobby glanced up from the service desk when Dean strode back into the shop. He raised an eyebrow and adjusted his baseball cap in order to wipe his forehead. “Did you forget something?”

“Made a new friend,” Dean said, jerking a thumb over his shoulder. Bobby craned his head to look out the shop door, in time for the guy to breeze through it. He stalked toward the counter. The door chimes shuddered in his wake.

“I realize it’s almost your closing time, but we were just in an accident,” the man said, folding his hands on the counter. They were clean and manicured, indications of a desk job. “I’m hoping you can tell me if it’s safe to drive and give me a rough idea of how much it will cost to repair. Ballpark is fine. I’m not asking you to commit to a figure.”

He glanced to Dean for confirmation and raised his eyebrows slightly. Understanding the silent exchange, Bobby caught Dean’s eye in a grimace.

“Don’t tell me you got her banged up already.” He removed his cap and smoothed back his hair before replacing it. He often made the same gesture when he dealt with irate customers.

“It was my mistake,” the man said, to Dean’s surprise. “Can you have someone take a look? If it’s under $2,000, I’d rather my insurance company didn’t know about it.”

Bobby glanced to Dean again. A little furrow of confusion ran between his eyebrows. Dean raised both hands in submission.

“Hey, I offered to look at it, but I got shot down. Guy said he wants a decent mechanic. You know where we can find one of those?”

“You didn’t say you were a mechanic,” the man said through his teeth. “You said you were good with cars.”

“I am good with cars.” Dean grinned. “I’m also off clock.”