Yall Im Having So Much Trouble Continuing My Fanfiction, I Want To Scrap It So Bad But I Have So Many

Y’all I’m having so much trouble continuing my fanfiction, I want to scrap it so bad but I have so many ideas for it, I just don’t know how to get to those points.

Dean: Is this the part where you start tearing off strips of your shirt to bind my wounds?

Castiel: If you wanted me to rip my clothes off, you should have just asked.

We ♡ You!

Things that make Dean go weak in the knees

When Cas is still awkward and blushy with pet names; ex. “Shall we, um, watch an episode of Star Trek? Sweetheart?”

When Cas wears his clothes and looks infuriatingly good in plaid.

When Cas stops to help an old lady cross the street and it’s all, “No, ma’am, it’s no trouble. Have a lovely day,” a total gentleman.

When Cas holds his hand beneath the table at every diner.

When Cas peers at him through his lashes, pink lips parted after a great kiss, wide-eyed and awed and stupidly gorgeous and “I could kiss you forever.” “I would like that very much, Dean.”

When Cas makes it a point to tell him “I love you” before he falls asleep.

When Cas smiles at him because god… it’s the prettiest thing he’s ever seen, or will.

When Cas tries to bake for him and gets flour all over the counter.

When Cas is grumpy in the morning despite the fact that he doesn’t need sleep, but it’s perfectly fine because there are few things more adorable than a squinty, wild-haired angel demanding snuggles.

When Cas gets his smite on because holy shit, why is that so hot?

When Cas heals a broken-winged baby swallow and watches her fly away with a small, contented smile.

When Cas looks at him all soft and fond because now, instead of falling into a panic, he reaches over to hook their fingers together.

When Cas holds him after his nightmares and the endearments come more easily then: “Shh, Dean… Dean, baby, it’s alright.”

When Cas starts to sign the receipts as Castiel Winchester.

When Cas caresses the faded scars on his knuckles like they’re beautiful.

When Cas kisses along his jaw and murmurs his name all gravel-rough.

When Cas hugs him for no reason (spoiler alert: he never protests).

When Cas gazes up at a starry night sky then turns to tell him, “Nothing I have seen compares to you, Dean. You’re my miracle.”

When Cas kisses him like every moment might be their last.

Just Cas because, angel, I’ve finally realized that it’s been you all along and I don’t deserve you but I’ll love you for every minute that I’ve got left.

insp. // cas counterpart

and I’d like a beer.

Destiel evolution from Sam's pov

8x22

9x09

11x06

12x12