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Domestic!AU: Where Dean and Cas are married with a baby, a house and even a lawn for Dean to mow.
alright. this is a post about endverse!cas’ cabin.
because my god guys look at this place. let’s just… I mean like. chuck’s throwing fits over tampon rations and reinforces that toilet paper has higher value than currency and cas has an amber-glass lampshade. cas’ bed, guys. it’s at least queen-sized and it has that gorgeous red-gold brocade duvet on it. and beaded curtains and steamer trunks and persian rugs and iron candelabras and religious tchotchkes and—
I love it.
I mean who the hell do you need to be banging to get a cabin like that at the literal end of the world? (oh wait hang on we know the answer to that.) can’t you just picture it, though? I wonder if it’s guilt-indulgence from dean’s side, letting cas surround himself with all this stuff when you know he’d give anyone else in the camp a reaming for it. distractions and baubles, not unlike the sex and the drugs, things to fill up the spaces that grace leaves behind?
oh no wait wait that wasn’t the point. the point was god damn look at that bed though
Endverse Fem!Cas, part of my SPN genderswap Au, requested by anon :)
(full view is your friend~)
"The Me Generation," as our predecessors call it, is the generation that cares about nothing but ourselves, which is wrong, because we have life so much easier.
"But young people these days have Google and the texting or whatever. What else could they possibly be struggling with?" — practically any older, middle-class person in present America
"But young people these days have Google and the texting or whatever. What else could they possibly be struggling with?" — practically any older, middle-class person in the world
This isn’t the age of spies. This is not even the age of heroes. This is the age of miracles… and there’s nothing more horrifying than miracles.
Today is Aug. 1st 2014.
I only looked at the gifs, I thought he was trying to ward off the High School Musical gang…
well, yes, that too
Imagine you’re like in a party and somebody tells you “somebody died fast we need to go to the funeral” and you’re just like
what the fuck kind of scenario is that
a gatsby party
THE BOOKS BEEN OUT SINCE 1925 YOU ABSOLUTE PANCAKEAbsolute pancake