Dean Winchester | Parody
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"Why's it always gotta be me that makes the call? Not that Cass lives in my ass, that dude's busy." ✩ MV/SS/ poly with @agentbeyonce.bsky.social & @th0rneyrose.bsky.social♡︎| show/spn | Fandomless/Crossover | 21 +RP | AU | http://Avalon ✩
but a certain something else additionally resides in that spot as well. Relief. A great deal involved. Notwithstanding his degree of anger, Cas is standing before him, which Dean wasn’t sure would happen again.
March 18, 2025 at 2:19 PM
but a certain something else additionally resides in that spot as well. Relief. A great deal involved. Notwithstanding his degree of anger, Cas is standing before him, which Dean wasn’t sure would happen again.
"As a result, Cas? I'll be entirely honest, I somewhat—" He abruptly stops himself, subtly shakes his head. "I called. A lot. So now you are simply… present? No warning? Was there not even a "Hey, Dean, I’m still alive’?"
His jaw quite noticeably tenses, >
His jaw quite noticeably tenses, >
March 18, 2025 at 2:18 PM
"As a result, Cas? I'll be entirely honest, I somewhat—" He abruptly stops himself, subtly shakes his head. "I called. A lot. So now you are simply… present? No warning? Was there not even a "Hey, Dean, I’m still alive’?"
His jaw quite noticeably tenses, >
His jaw quite noticeably tenses, >
"Or are you going to eventually tell to me why the hell you've been ghosting on me for almost a month now?"
He breathes out, moving a hand through his hair before moving his legs to hang from off the bed. >
He breathes out, moving a hand through his hair before moving his legs to hang from off the bed. >
March 18, 2025 at 2:18 PM
"Or are you going to eventually tell to me why the hell you've been ghosting on me for almost a month now?"
He breathes out, moving a hand through his hair before moving his legs to hang from off the bed. >
He breathes out, moving a hand through his hair before moving his legs to hang from off the bed. >
A certain something sits heavy within his chest.
"Are you going to stand just there, man?" His voice is softer now, but a hint of annoyance is there, barely hiding the fact for him that he longed. >
"Are you going to stand just there, man?" His voice is softer now, but a hint of annoyance is there, barely hiding the fact for him that he longed. >
March 18, 2025 at 2:18 PM
A certain something sits heavy within his chest.
"Are you going to stand just there, man?" His voice is softer now, but a hint of annoyance is there, barely hiding the fact for him that he longed. >
"Are you going to stand just there, man?" His voice is softer now, but a hint of annoyance is there, barely hiding the fact for him that he longed. >
His hand drops, as well as there Cas is. He is standing at the approximate edge of the bed, with head tilted like he's trying to figure something out.
Dean pushes himself up on his elbows, with the initial jolt of surprise fading into something of sharpness. >
Dean pushes himself up on his elbows, with the initial jolt of surprise fading into something of sharpness. >
March 18, 2025 at 2:17 PM
His hand drops, as well as there Cas is. He is standing at the approximate edge of the bed, with head tilted like he's trying to figure something out.
Dean pushes himself up on his elbows, with the initial jolt of surprise fading into something of sharpness. >
Dean pushes himself up on his elbows, with the initial jolt of surprise fading into something of sharpness. >
Dean blinks from inside the dim light of that room, rubbing over a hand along his face before he freezes up.
"You are kidding me," he whispers quietly, voice quite hoarse from slumber. >
"You are kidding me," he whispers quietly, voice quite hoarse from slumber. >
March 18, 2025 at 2:16 PM
Dean blinks from inside the dim light of that room, rubbing over a hand along his face before he freezes up.
"You are kidding me," he whispers quietly, voice quite hoarse from slumber. >
"You are kidding me," he whispers quietly, voice quite hoarse from slumber. >
(( ist sehr lange her und die waren geshipped. Ich denke nicht das warst du, aber es sehr nett einen weiteren deutschen Schreiber zu lesen :))
March 18, 2025 at 1:45 PM
(( ist sehr lange her und die waren geshipped. Ich denke nicht das warst du, aber es sehr nett einen weiteren deutschen Schreiber zu lesen :))
March 18, 2025 at 1:35 PM
((Warst du auch als Dean auf Twitter? Ich hab mal mit einem dort geschrieben, als Michael..))
March 18, 2025 at 1:13 PM
((Warst du auch als Dean auf Twitter? Ich hab mal mit einem dort geschrieben, als Michael..))
(Thanks for letting know, I only had answered to my mentions :))
March 18, 2025 at 12:40 PM
(Thanks for letting know, I only had answered to my mentions :))
(( Du bist auch Deutsch? :O))
March 18, 2025 at 12:37 PM
(( Du bist auch Deutsch? :O))
You hear me? You don’t have to, necessarily." His grip tightened with an imperceptible shift, toward the grounding. "We’ll figure it out. We always do."
March 18, 2025 at 5:05 AM
You hear me? You don’t have to, necessarily." His grip tightened with an imperceptible shift, toward the grounding. "We’ll figure it out. We always do."
Sam's shoulder. "But you must allow to yourself some respite, friend." "One cannot continue running perpetually on fumes."
Dean hesitated then, glancing away for just a beat before looking back right at him then. "Look, I—I cannot remove them ever, but you’re not coping throughout this solely. >
Dean hesitated then, glancing away for just a beat before looking back right at him then. "Look, I—I cannot remove them ever, but you’re not coping throughout this solely. >
March 18, 2025 at 5:04 AM
Sam's shoulder. "But you must allow to yourself some respite, friend." "One cannot continue running perpetually on fumes."
Dean hesitated then, glancing away for just a beat before looking back right at him then. "Look, I—I cannot remove them ever, but you’re not coping throughout this solely. >
Dean hesitated then, glancing away for just a beat before looking back right at him then. "Look, I—I cannot remove them ever, but you’re not coping throughout this solely. >
—Dean hated seeing him existing in this specific state.
He audibly exhaled, imperceptibly shifting closer. His voice was noticeably softer than usual. "Sammy... I get it. I get that they do not just disappear." His hand stopped quickly and then he stretched it out, grabbing >
He audibly exhaled, imperceptibly shifting closer. His voice was noticeably softer than usual. "Sammy... I get it. I get that they do not just disappear." His hand stopped quickly and then he stretched it out, grabbing >
March 18, 2025 at 5:04 AM
—Dean hated seeing him existing in this specific state.
He audibly exhaled, imperceptibly shifting closer. His voice was noticeably softer than usual. "Sammy... I get it. I get that they do not just disappear." His hand stopped quickly and then he stretched it out, grabbing >
He audibly exhaled, imperceptibly shifting closer. His voice was noticeably softer than usual. "Sammy... I get it. I get that they do not just disappear." His hand stopped quickly and then he stretched it out, grabbing >
Dean watched his little brother, with his jaw tightening from as he saw the exhaustion that was written all over Sam's face. Considering the manner of his slumping shoulders, considering the way his fingers ran through his hair, seemingly as if he was trying to hold himself together >
March 18, 2025 at 5:04 AM
Dean watched his little brother, with his jaw tightening from as he saw the exhaustion that was written all over Sam's face. Considering the manner of his slumping shoulders, considering the way his fingers ran through his hair, seemingly as if he was trying to hold himself together >
"And may I guess, you’re perpetually out there causing periodic mayhem, stuffing your infinite face with additional candy, and generally being a constant pain in the ass? Some things never change."
March 18, 2025 at 5:00 AM
"And may I guess, you’re perpetually out there causing periodic mayhem, stuffing your infinite face with additional candy, and generally being a constant pain in the ass? Some things never change."
"But truly, when could you begin caring within my drama, huh? Are you thoroughly looking around in every direction for the popcorn or just here to stir up a large amount of good ol’ fashioned trouble?"
He leaned upon the wall close to it. That action was precisely mirroring Gabriel’s stance then.>
He leaned upon the wall close to it. That action was precisely mirroring Gabriel’s stance then.>
March 18, 2025 at 5:00 AM
"But truly, when could you begin caring within my drama, huh? Are you thoroughly looking around in every direction for the popcorn or just here to stir up a large amount of good ol’ fashioned trouble?"
He leaned upon the wall close to it. That action was precisely mirroring Gabriel’s stance then.>
He leaned upon the wall close to it. That action was precisely mirroring Gabriel’s stance then.>
say angel radio's been real quiet lately. But absolutely no, we aren't in disagreement. He is just doing his entire 'brooding celestial warrior' act in another place. You are familiar with his behavior."
Dean smirked, with a tilt of his head for emphasis.
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Dean smirked, with a tilt of his head for emphasis.
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March 18, 2025 at 4:59 AM
say angel radio's been real quiet lately. But absolutely no, we aren't in disagreement. He is just doing his entire 'brooding celestial warrior' act in another place. You are familiar with his behavior."
Dean smirked, with a tilt of his head for emphasis.
>
Dean smirked, with a tilt of his head for emphasis.
>
viewed a collection of reruns of Scooby-Doo. I believe that I have observed more suitable ones across some platforms."
He took survey of all in the room, then sneered from it.
"Sam is busy with his nerd things, as well as Cas—well, let’s just >
He took survey of all in the room, then sneered from it.
"Sam is busy with his nerd things, as well as Cas—well, let’s just >
March 18, 2025 at 4:59 AM
viewed a collection of reruns of Scooby-Doo. I believe that I have observed more suitable ones across some platforms."
He took survey of all in the room, then sneered from it.
"Sam is busy with his nerd things, as well as Cas—well, let’s just >
He took survey of all in the room, then sneered from it.
"Sam is busy with his nerd things, as well as Cas—well, let’s just >
Dean shifted his weight, crossing his arms right back as well as rolling his eyes.
"Sure, sure, have a grand old time laughing, Trickster. You always seemed to enjoy low-quality amusement. I am reasonably certain that I have >
"Sure, sure, have a grand old time laughing, Trickster. You always seemed to enjoy low-quality amusement. I am reasonably certain that I have >
March 18, 2025 at 4:58 AM
Dean shifted his weight, crossing his arms right back as well as rolling his eyes.
"Sure, sure, have a grand old time laughing, Trickster. You always seemed to enjoy low-quality amusement. I am reasonably certain that I have >
"Sure, sure, have a grand old time laughing, Trickster. You always seemed to enjoy low-quality amusement. I am reasonably certain that I have >
It’s about a fairly standard salt-and-burn, but his head is not quite in it—not during the time when she chooses to suddenly pop up out from nowhere.
March 18, 2025 at 4:52 AM
It’s about a fairly standard salt-and-burn, but his head is not quite in it—not during the time when she chooses to suddenly pop up out from nowhere.
📲 🍔: Well, well. If it isn't my favorite, trouble-making, wicked demon. What’s the occasion, Meg? Miss me already?
Dean leans back in his chair, phone in a single hand, beer within the remaining hand, eyes skimming over the partially finished case file across the table. >
Dean leans back in his chair, phone in a single hand, beer within the remaining hand, eyes skimming over the partially finished case file across the table. >
March 18, 2025 at 4:52 AM
📲 🍔: Well, well. If it isn't my favorite, trouble-making, wicked demon. What’s the occasion, Meg? Miss me already?
Dean leans back in his chair, phone in a single hand, beer within the remaining hand, eyes skimming over the partially finished case file across the table. >
Dean leans back in his chair, phone in a single hand, beer within the remaining hand, eyes skimming over the partially finished case file across the table. >