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A nice big destiel collge!au for you!
No WIPs. If you are aware of a WIP that finishes please let me know so I can add it to the list.
No HS!AU on this list, that list is to come soon, otherwise check my old rec lists on my masterlist.

Word count given when available….


Cas, this isn’t you. We’re family. We need you - I need you.


They’re in the middle of a heated argument when it finally happens.

“You left!” Dean explodes suddenly, all pent-up emotion breaking through and tearing down vulnerable walls he spent years building up. They’re all demolished in the span of two broken words. But he’s too angry, too hurt, and can’t bring himself to care.

So he keeps going. “You left me!” he yells. “Every single time, Cas! I told you in Purgatory that I needed you, and what do you do? You fucking leave me. And then in the crypt it happens all over again. I said I needed you, goddammit, and you left me alone and confused without a word.”

Dean’s moving closer to Cas now, unable to stop the words from coming even if he wanted to. They’ve needed to be said for too long now. “I don’t just say stuff like that, Cas. That was a first for me, and I’ve never needed someone like I needed you—still need you—and I was and am fucking terrified, and both times you just up and left. Jesus, man, you could have at least had the good graces to tell me no before going, or even just saying something. You left me and gave me the biggest rejection letter of all time, so yeah, maybe it’s stupid, but excuse me for being a little bit hurt.”

Dean is inches from Cas and Cas is just staring at him, expression unreadable. The silence that follows just makes Dean all the more pissed. “Well,” he bites out through his teeth. “Are you gonna say something? I mean, you know how I feel about you. Or are you just gonna take off?”

And shit, Cas’ façade is breaking and what’s left standing there is an angel who looks so incredibly lost and… sad.

“Great,” Dean mutters, turning his back and beginning to walk away. The last thing he needs is Cas pitying him. That would just be salt in the wound. “Okay then. Go on. Fly. We can pretend it never happened.”

“I love you,” says Cas, his voice made of gravel.

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Season one vs. Season nine

Is it bad that jensen literally hasn’t changed at all

Mr. Castiel Winchester


Prompt for anon: I found a headcanon that I think should really be turned into a fic: someone asks Cas what his last name is and since he doesn’t have one, he doesn’t really know what to say but then one of them (preferably Dean) says it’s Castiel Winchester.


The bar they had gone to tonight was almost too raunchy for even Dean’s taste. But the three of them had closed a case and were ready to blow off some steam. Even Cas was a little excited about going out for a few drinks. Dean had noticed how much Cas had wanted to be with him and Sam since he became human. Sam noticed but discarded it as Cas simply wanted to learn the human world from them.

Cas had walked over to the far end of the bar to read a poster on the wall. Dean took another long drink from his beer and clashed it on to the bar. Sam smirked slightly as his eyes met those of a beautiful red head across the dance floor.

“Dude, hot chick checking me out. Catch you later.” Sam punched his brother’s arm with pleasant excitement before grabbing his beer and ditching his brother.

Dean rolled his eyes but smiled at the thought of Sam letting loose a little and having a good time with a girl. They both knew it was due time for Sam to move on to another woman, even if just for the night. Dean planned on going home solo tonight. The hunt had taken a lot out of him and rest after a few beers seemed like paradise.

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Bulgarians vandalized Soviet monuments to look like American superheroes


Bulgarians vandalized Soviet monuments to look like American superheroes




During the scene when Mulan decides to go to war instead of her father, she decides to do it while sitting on the foot of the Great Stone Dragon. The image of the dragon looking over Mulan is repeated several times throughout the sequence, and the bolts of lightning strike at significant times whenever the dragon is in sight. When Mulan takes her father’s scroll and when she is praying to her ancestors, the Great Stone Dragon can be seen. It is also engraved on the sword Mulan uses to cut her hair and the handles of the wardrobe containing the armor are in the shape of the dragon’s head. The dragon’s eyes glowing in the temple symbolizes Mulan’s role as protector of her family awakening, instead of the actual dragon.

The reason Mushu couldn’t wake the dragon is because the dragon was no longer there. Mulan is implied to be the Great Dragon that protects her family.





Leslie Knope tries impressions and accents


the best thing about it is that her vocal range is great for impressions, but her execution of them is so overdone which is what makes her so hilarious. It’s part of the reason she was so successful on SNL. Funniest lady. 







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The Brazilian pygmy gecko (Coleodactylus amazonicus) is so small that raindrops pose a serious threat. Luckily, its body is so light and its skin so hydrophobic that it can shake off any drops that might land on it. It can even walk on water. 

Life (2009)

they go BOING on the leaves and then they go walk on water and stuff

Remind me to try this with some Lygodactylus…


Monitor Lizard by syahrul1509


Monitor Lizard by syahrul1509





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when people casually mention something you’re completely obsessed with and it takes every fuckin ounce of your self control not to propel yourself into the stars and scream for the rest of eternity about how much you love the thing

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