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    “You don’t have to turn it off,” said Cas. “Humans get unnecessarily embarrassed about sex.”

    “Yeah well. Blame the bible. Angels have been known to get pretty judgy about it all.” Dean twirled the remote control distractedly. A thought seemed to strike him. He looked at Cas curiously. “Have you ever – I mean after April and all – did you ever … go on a journey of self discovery?” Cas stared at him. “Tamed the snake? Spanked the monkey? Made the beast with one back?”

    Cas looked at him. Dean made a small furtive gesture with his hand. Realization dawned.

    “No, Dean. That’s not something I ever felt the need to do.”

    “Right. Yeah." Dean turned away. "Well, angels are missing out.”

     

    After walking in on Dean's private time, Cas decides to do a little research and experimentation of his own and gets magically trapped in a book about sexual fantasies. And if that means Dean has to go in after him, well what are buddies for, right?

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    20 Aug 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 18

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    "So what's the deal? No earthly pleasures in monster hell?" It's during a downtime and Dean tells himself he's just thinking aloud. Really, he's bored out of his fucking mind from all this walking and he might as well get some answers while he can.

    "Just because a guy don't have to eat or sleep in Purgatory, don't mean a guy can't." Dean wonders if that applies to other things as well.
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    Or, Dean, Benny, and Cas stuck in Purgatory.

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    20 Aug 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 31

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    The word slips out because he’s half asleep and they’re arguing over the last dregs of coffee in the pot.

    “Make your own, honeybun,” Dean mutters into his mug, hand clamped around the plastic handle of the carafe that he holds above his head.

    Cas asks, in a voice like a man who’s discovered a new breed of skittish animal, “Did you just call me a ‘honeybun?’”

    Uh. Roll back the footage and double-check—yeah, he did.

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    19 Aug 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 80

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    “I don’t understand.” Shaking his head, Castiel tries to make sense out of Sam’s words, “You defeated Chuck. You got your freedom back. That was what Dean was fighting for the whole time, why would he just throw that away, Sam? What happened?”

    “What happened?!” For the first time, Sam turns his eyes away from the road and his voice rises, suddenly laced with fury, “Man, you fucking died! What else do you think would mess him up so badly?!”

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    Coming back from the Empty after a whole year, Castiel discovers that the Bunker is not the home of the Winchesters anymore. Quickly the hunters who are residing connect him to Sam and Sam doesn't hesitate to bring Castiel to Dean, telling him some very unexpected things during their way. Now all Castiel can hope for is that Dean is able to forgive him.

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    18 Aug 2025

  5. Public Bookmark 29

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    Now that Chuck is gone and Cas is back, they can finally just live their lives. Dean is still trying to figure out what that means for him and if he can trust Cas to stay this time. He’s also trying to figure out where Cas is getting the random assortment of objects he keeps pulling out of his sleeve. He always seems to have exactly what Dean needs. Or maybe the truth is that Cas is exactly what Dean needs.

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    Cas flicks his hand in a motion that Dean finds familiar, the same one that always produces his angel blade. But instead of the silvery-white gleam of his signature weapon, a little book of matches falls into his palm. He hands it off to Dean. It’s from a strip club in St. Louis, judging by the mirrored silhouettes of two curvaceous women and the address printed on it.

    “Got something to tell me?” Dean chuckles.

    “Yes. I agree you’re getting too old for digging up graves. Although I assume you were asking where I got the matches. I’m not going to tell you.”

    Dean gapes at him. “What? Why?”

    “Because the expression on your face is hilarious,” Cas says, and saunters off toward the car.

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