Castiel's life is finally falling into place. Having just started his master's degree at Stanford, he's ready to wipe the slate of his past clean in search of new beginnings. Still, he can't help but feel like he's missing something; some hole in his heart no god can fill.
Enter Dean Winchester.
if you would have told me ten years ago that my longest fic ever so far was for destiel… ykw, i would’ve believed you. i was a little superwholock freak back then.
this fic now has a playlist! short and sweet so far, but it’s time-period accurate and i’m having a lot of fun making it. i might draw some art soon, too... we'll see. anyways, enjoy!! :3
ep 6 had noooo right to rip out my heart and juice it like an orange bro. like an ORANGE
i love when they draw a carrot on top of the carrot cake just to remind you this aint no ordinary fuckin cake youre dealing with
‘cause when she loves, she only shows it through dead deer
a study on the unwilling patron saint of arcadia bay, heavily inspired by del parson’s “lost lamb”.
if i’m ever brutally murdered and everyone feels like they need to do something productive in my memory, all i want is for you to pass legislation banning LED headlights in my name. regardless of how irrelevant it is to my murder. it’s relevant to my heart.
“Fatherless behavior” stop giving my DAD credit for all the work my MOM put into making me a terrible person!! Stop erasing women in history!!