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We don't want AI-generated stories.

We want stories that are beautiful and weird.

Mistakes and obsessions. Labyrinthine worlds; love poems that break us.

We want the wild stroke of chance, the stray detail.

We don't want soulless slop.

We want work *written* by HUMANS.

What the fuck am I supposed to do with this Kripke??!

“Not what you thought it was, was it?” He said as he shot Charlie a ‘see I told you!’ look.
“No, no it was not,” Dean smiled back before they both started laughing. “Okay that was actually pretty good.”
“So am I,” Cas winked at him, causing Dean to blush.
“Wanna get a drink?”
“Definitely.”
5/5

man he’d ever seen in his life. “Dean, this is Cas, Cas this this Dean,” she introduced them and watched as they shook hands. Dean allowed his eyes to roam the handsome man’s face before they slid down to see what he was wearing. “Oh my god,” Dean laughed when he read and then re-read Cas’ shirt. 4/

that she swore he just had to meet. They were due at the bar any minute and to say he was nervous would be the understatement of the century.
“Hey there handmaiden,” he heard from behind him. “I have someone I’d like you to meet.”
Dean turned wound to find Charlie standing next to the hottest 3/

the double entendre.
“I’m just kidding,” he smiled. “I know what it means and I know what I’m doing. I was just hoping it would be funny and break the ice.”
“Oh, I’m sure it will,” she mumbled.

**

Dean strummed his fingers on the bar top while he waited for Charlie to show with her co-worker 2/

“Dude. Seriously?” Charlie asked when she saw what Cas was wearing to the bar where she was planning on introducing him to her bestie Dean.
“What?” He asked in innocently, as he watched the look on her face go from questioning to horror as she realized she was going to have to explain to him 1/

Great (perverted) minds 😆

It’s immediately where my mind went 🤣

Jensen Ackles staring at a hand holding a microphone.

No context clue required. The way he’s looking at the fingers is all you get.

Prompt generator: Which Cas and what is their story? #Destiel #Destielfic

I should call him, Dean thinks as he listens to Gabriel drone on and on about the fish he caught yesterday. Finally when the story is done he picks up his cell and finds the contact he’s looking for. “Dr Novak’s office,” a cheery woman answers. “Hi. I’d like to schedule my annual check up.”

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I don’t sleep 🤣

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I miss the neck brace and the g string 🤣

Misha Collins as Castiel with a bruised face

Dean had tried to get Cas to leave before. Before he got seriously hurt. Before *he* finally killed him. But Cas wouldn’t listen. Said he would change. That it was his fault he made him mad. That he would give him another chance but this time *he* went too far and Dean wasn’t leaving without him.

Still one of my favorites

No. Gayle said it at the end of the interview and CBS retracted it.

Just a My Dinner with Hayden Christmas special 🤞🏻🤞🏻🎄

Can you bump it up to Christmas? 🤣

#SPNQuizBowl True or False: Bobby was a hunter before he became a Hunter

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He’ll have to strip them both down to warm him up.

be back for the rest of this leg …” “Oh?” Was all Cas could think to say in return. “Yeah,” dean nodded. “And I think you should come out on tour with us.” “On … tour … with you?” “Yeah,” Dean nodded. “How about you hang around and we’ll talk when I get off stage.” “Okay,” Cas grinned. 4/4

do it?” “Yeah. I can do it.” “Awesome.” Two nights later Cas was standing under the spotlights with just a microphone and a guitar in front of thousands of people living out his dream. “You were great,” Dean complimented when he came off stage. “Thanks.” “So, Crowley has to have surgery and won’t 3/

opener, Demon Deal, had to back out at the last minute couldn’t be. Still in disbelief he dialed the number and was shocked when Dean himself answered. “‘Lo?” “Hi. Um. This is - is this - fuck. Sorry. This is Castiel. I got your message.” Dean chuckled on the other end of the line. “So, can you 2/

Cas didn’t think it was real. Sure, he knew it was true that Dean and the Hunters were going to be playing in Pontiac in two days, but the DM on his Instagram profile that his brother had made as a joke (including the minion in his pfp) asking if he could open for the band after their original 1/

Dean was the best at his job. That’s why he was called. The last known location of the man he was searching for was near the water from a text sent three days ago before the storm moved further south than expected and now no one had heard from him. But Dean would find him. Because he was the best.

Holy. Fucking. Shit.