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to all the things left unsaid (and to the days that will come after us) by fallenhalo
Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005)
01 Jul 2026
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"Quickly feeling jealous of a moment he didn’t get to share with Cas, one that they have established as theirs in their routine of getting ready for bed (brushing their teeth together) and waking up together (coffee, trimming their beards, putting balm on it). Dean is jealous of the distance that exists between Cas and him. Of the little meter Cas has respectfully put in between them. He wants to cross it just to taste all of it again. The matching Kid’s shampoo on Castiel’s hair. The coconut lotion he lathers on his skin. For some reason he prefers the products that are softer on his skin. Getting used to being human, he imagines. It works, Cas is so soft. Dean could melt against him.
Cas smashes the cigarette against the soil. Once it’s not burning, he puts it in his pocket. He’s that kind of guy. To burn off his own lungs without letting the rest of the world burn. He’s in love with humanity."
Dean begs Jack to bring him Castiel back. He doesn't answer. After months of alcoholised laments, the brothers find a spell. Cas is back. Well, he sleeps for a long time. Six months. But he's back. The last thing he said to Dean was "I love you." What are they supposed to do, now?
And where the fuck is God?
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Lucifer has risen again and his son is somewhere on Earth, still growing in his mother's belly, growing stronger, everyday.
Poppy Sanders, a rusty hunter with a strange traditional family comes to meet the Winchester brothers by accident. She knew then and now that it also meant death. But when you start to care about someone, strangers even, it's hard to let go, and a death wish might bloom to something more, a sin she does not think she deserves except if it ends in pain.(Aka she likes Dean but she's lost too much and she knows they're not meant to end together.)
-This work will take place during season 12 and will brush over the show until it's end. I don't think I'll rewrite episodes so we can imagine they take place in between others. It was also birthed from a dream of mine 'cause when I love a show so much I like to imagine I was in it-
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Bookmarked by fallenhalo
11 Jun 2026
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Castiel is back from the Empty, but he doesn't know what happens next.
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30 May 2026
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“A star?” he whispered.
Eddie nodded slowly. “Yeah.”
“A silver one?”
“Yes.”
Theo turned to Buck, whispering louder. “Buck.”
“I know.”
“Buck.”
“Yeah.”
“He has a star.”
Buck’s expression shifted before he could stop it. Pride first. Then something warmer underneath, something Eddie did not have the emotional bandwidth to inspect too closely.
“I know,” Buck said softly.
Then, because Buck had apparently decided Eddie didn’t deserve to survive dinner, he added, “Eddie’s kind of a big deal.”
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14 May 2026
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“Do none of you care about the children? It’s a bachelor auction, and you, my friend, are a bachelor. Abracadabra, put your name on the list.”
“I can’t,” Eddie repeats. He can’t. He cannot. “I’m not.”
“You’re not? Since when?” Chimney frowns. “Who?”
It’s not Eddie’s fault that, at that exact moment, Buck walks in. So it’s not his fault that he opens his mouth and says, “Buck.”
Or, Eddie trips and falls into a lightly fraudulent HR-disclosed "consensual romantic relationship" with his best friend. Really, if you think about it, it's a win-win.
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Bookmarked by fallenhalo
12 Apr 2026
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A beat. “You… prayed for me?”
“Must’ve been an accident. Now’s not really a good time, Cas,” Dean strains out. He doesn’t dare let his eyes stray from where they’re locked on the kitchenette table in front of him, like if he can’t see Cas then Cas can’t see him. “Sometimes a man needs his privacy.”
“Is that what you yearn for, Dean? Privacy?”
He gulps down the sinking, sinking feeling that he has been caught with no way out. It’s not the first time in his life that he’s been trapped in a half-truth, and he bears this with as much grace as he ever has in situations like it. Jaw clenched. Ungraceful. “I’m not sure what you’re getting at.”
Cas’s voice is all unflinching divinity from a creature that watched the Library of Alexandria burn. “I feel your longing.”
or the one where dean is so touch-starved that less is more
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18 Feb 2026