eliciadonze:

Pizza Man by Elicia Donze. Drawn in PS. Please do not remove caption.

[Caption: A realistic digital painting of Dean Winchester from Supernatural. Portrait is from the waist up. Dean is entirely in silhouette and is holding a steaming pizza box against his hip. He’s pointing a gun. The background is deep blue with a neon red and yellow sign that reads “24 hrs pizza delivery.”]

gabrielthemoose:

rosemoonweaver:

@gabrielthemoose replied to your post “Dean and ghoul!Dean would trade places just to see if anyone would…”

Dean would definitely bring along wipes and the moment a spider crawls up his leg he’s out of the cemetery and on his phone calling his counterpart and calling off the bet. Though I do like the idea of ghoul!Dean getting distracted occasionally

Hahaha! Poor Dean! 

I’m curious though, what would ghoul!Dean get distracted by? 

Hmm my first reaction is meat so he can easily play it off as Dean’s enthusiasm of food at first, but it gradually gets more intense kind of like in “Metamorphosis” or something like that.

*aggressively googles to find more stuff on ghouls*

So apparently in other cultures they also shapeshift into animals, not just people. Huh that’s interesting. And they drink blood. And steal coins. So now I’m imagining ghoul!Dean seeing a shiny penny on the sidewalk or a metal bottle cap and collecting all of it or panicking for a moment when he realizes that Sam intends of giving up some shiny coins for a diet Coke and Slim Jim lol

Now that could be fun! Ghoul!Dean digging through the trash to find the tops of beer bottles Sam and Dean just threw away for no good reason at all. And of course someone is gonna walk in on that and ask him what in the world he’s doing. And flipping out over Cas putting coins in venting machines and Sam leaving change with tips in diners. 

That could be a lot of fun. 

Dean and ghoul!Dean would trade places just to see if anyone would notice

Oh! Yes! I’m very into this! 

I like the idea that ghoul!Dean would be a much better actor than Dean and could blend right in. No one would know. Meanwhile, Dean trying to be a ghoul goes horribly. He doesn’t want to hang out in a gross underground tunnel in a freaking graveyard of all places! No! He’d have lysol wipes in his back pocket the entire time and everyone would know he’s faking it instantly. (But it’s too much fun to mess with him and watch him squirm so they’re gonna keep pretending they don’t notice.) 

rosemoonweaver:

Dean is sixteen the first time he kisses a girl. His heart is pounding so loud he can it like a drum beat in his ears. She leans over first, planting her soft lips against his, and it takes him a moment to get with the program. His lips are slow to move, too caught up in the shock of it all to really make an impression. It’s over all too soon, and he’s left dizzy, wide-eyed and stunned as she smiles down at her hands. Her name is Robin, and she probably won’t remember him in the years that come after this, but Dean’s never going to forget her.

Dean is seventeen the first time he kisses a boy. He’s got the hang of this thing now – the whole kissing thing – that is. He’s apparently good at it, and it’s a fun time for all involved. He’s in some small town in West Texas at the time, with a guy who he met at the county fair. He’d been wandering through the animal stalls, making faces at the sheep when he spotted that slick little smile underneath the brim of a cream-colored cowboy hat. His name is Aiden, and he’s much taller than Dean. He’s slim, all lean muscle and easy smiles and Dean thinks fuck it – no one is gonna care. No one is gonna see him. He’ll be gone in a week or two anyway. They kiss after the sun sets, behind the Ferris Wheel, hidden in the shadow of the tall fence along the perimeter. Dean’s whole body shudders when Aiden licks his lips, when his palms slide across Dean’s neck and his fingers edge into the ends of Dean’s hair. He smells like sweat and leather oil, and his groans cause Dean’s hips to jerk forward eagerly. He chuckles, easing Dean like a startled animal, drawing him forward with lips and teeth until they’re both breathless and giddy. They tease each other while throwing darts and gorging on fried cheese. Dean pretends his heart doesn’t hurt when his dad wrangles him and Sam into the car the next morning.

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hunenka:

#celebratingdean | week 1: vampirism

I remember
there being quite an uproar after Hibbing
911
because of what Dean said to Starr – there were comments that Dean was either out
of character or being a hypocrite (mostly because of Benny) or that the Mark was making him revert to a simplistic black-and-white view of monsters.

But this
actually nicely captures Dean’s approach to supernatural
creatures in general: if they don’t kill humans, if they prove themselves trustworthy, if they’re
innocent, he will spare them, stand up for them, treat them like his equals.

And
if they kill or hurt people, they get a machete to the neck. Starr wasn’t scum
because she was a vampire, but because she was a vampire who kills.