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bussydeanstiel · 1 year
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Cas in Dean's heaven rn probably: please Dean, just once can we have sex without the cowboy hats-
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spntoxicfemslashevent · 3 months
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I often think about (and wrote a fic about) trans woman Dean being forced out of the closet before she's even conceptualized herself by Cas resurrecting her as a woman, but now i'm thinking of the added twist of cas showing up in a female vessel. Maybe she wants to match with Dean, make herself easy to relate to. Of course Dean has already built up whatever ressurected her in her brain and come up with her own (predatory, sexual) reasons for why it made her a woman. (Why would it carve a hole in her if it didn't want to fuck her through it?) She's completely thrown off by Cas being a girl. Makes it a lot harder for her to recognize the naked hunger she's being watched with, even though she had herself all ready for it.
i'm obsessed with this thank you. this will be the rest of my day
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cevans-is-classic · 22 days
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A small destiel thing I wrote last night.
18+ only, please. Religious themes, adult content, dark tones.
He lost his faith long ago.
“Hey.” Long fingers touched his cheek. Something cooler than The Father cupped his cheek.
Dean blinked.
Warm blue eyes looked up at him from Father Novak’s crouch beside him. Dean looked around, noticed he'd turned sideways, giving the father space to kneel before him and hold him steady.
Ba-bum
“There you are.” Metal. The cool touch against his cheek was the cross of his rosary. His thumb hovered over his bottom lip.
Ba-bum
Dean wet his mouth without thought and caught the father’s thumb with the tip of his tongue.
He gasped.
“There are things we all do.” His voice is low, rumbling as he talks. It vibrates — the room and shook the shadows along the walls. “things we are not proud of that scare us. Not a single being on this earth has lived his life without sin or regret, without something ugly hiding in the depth of his past. It makes us whole, all those parts we turn away from blending with those we nurture. I’ve committed sins, many. I’ve lied, cheated, bribed, fought with those around me despite my status and the cloth I gave my life to. Among those sins are a few I never regret and some I do not see as sins. Things that, even in the briefest of moments, brought forth happiness, joy, light into an otherwise gray existence.” His thumb traced his lip.
“Can a lone man know happiness?” The cross dropped from his cheek when the father’s hand curled over his jaw.
He leaned towards him, resting his elbow on his knee and balancing himself against the pew. “I"m not a lone man, my child. I’ve had my family, my friends, my God to walk my path with me-”
“I’m sorry, Father, but that sounds like a lie you’ve told yourself again and again until you believed it.” Dean whispered, voice catching with every word. The father’s eyes moved across his face, looking at him with a furrowed brow, then dropped to watch his lips move.
“Perhaps.” The word fell with a soft hush.
“Father-” Dean touches his hand where it rested against his cheek, fingers carding together. His thumb moved, pulling his lip down then letting it go. He watched it with apt attention.
“You can see people’s lies.” Dean felt the air from his words more than they heard him.
They’d both leaned closer towards each other until the curl over his forehead tickled.
“Secrets.”
Breathe.
Neither of him moved. Father Novak’s hold tightened, Dean’s knees touched on either side of his torso. He couldn’t tell if the tremors he felt were from him or the priest himself.
The candles went out.
Dean saw lightning and felt the father jerk when his mouths collided together, knocking him both backwards.
When Dean tried to move to make room, Father Novak tugged until they’re a tangled mess in the aisle. The Father’s fingers gripping Dean’s jaw, his own hands clawing at his shoulder.
Flames rose, burning through him, leaving marks in the shape of fingers and bruises indented from teeth. The shadows pulse with the blood they smelled, the heat they felt, two bodies being melded together in a twisting rise of sinful need.
A sharp intake of breath had Dean pulling back, his hands pushing him up, up, until they could gasp for air and feel the Father’s mouth along the column of his neck.
Father Novak's teeth scrape along his skin, and Dean thinks of heaven and how close he can get.
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bluewritinghood · 7 months
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Does anybody have any Supernatural Fic recommendations for John coming back to life in the latter seasons and meeting Cas? (In heaven works too)
Possibly also John being a jerk and Dean either being super awkward about it or standing up for Cas or Cas standing up for Dean?
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ao3feed-destiel-02 · 14 days
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love is a cowboy
love is a cowboy https://ift.tt/x7wazSp by deancaskiss Retirement. Something Dean never expected he’d get to have, especially with Cas by his side. But here they are, and Dean knows it’s finally time. After months of searching, when Cas finds them the perfect forever home to make their own, it feels too good to be true. But it’s real. And it’s all theirs to start something new together. What was once bags packed with weapons and salt becomes cowboy boots, baskets of homegrown herbs, and feed for the animals. But Cas knows there’s one part of the hunting business that Dean still needs. Saving things. And luckily Cas knows exactly how to make that happen to turn their ranch into a home to create their own found family. Words: 8183, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Jack Kline Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Fluff, Kissing, ranch, Cowboy Dean Winchester, Cowboy Castiel, farm, Horses, Cows, Chickens, Bees, Sunsets, Horseback Riding, Gardening, Teasing, Cowboys Boots, Domestic Fluff, Domestic, Domestic Castiel/Dean Winchester, Married Castiel/Dean Winchester, Retirement, Found Family, mentions of Sam Winchester/Eileen Leahy, Gentle Kissing, Boys Kissing, Rough Kissing, French Kissing, Flirting, Castiel/Dean Winchester Flirting, Romance, Rancher Dean Winchester, Rancher Castiel (Supernatural), Picnics, House Hunting, Surprises via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/8UVoCy3 April 16, 2024 at 12:25AM
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bsideminibang · 9 months
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Title: Meet Me In the Woods
Author: @MBQ
Artist: @sidewinder
Rating: Explicit
Pairings: Dean Winchester/Castiel, Dean Winchester/Benny LaFitte
Warnings: Angst, typical violence
Tags: oral sex
Posting Date: August 31
Summary: Dean joins up with Benny in Purgatory, but Cas is still out of reach and never seems to come any closer as Dean and Benny slash their way through the grimy underbelly of Monsterland. When Dean and Benny finally catch up to runaway angel...things get "complicated."
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He started out running and afraid. Then mad. And now he was scared. Running scared again, but not for himself. For Cas. He needed to see him again. He couldn’t. He wouldn’t. We’re in this together. And when he nearly took Benny’s head off? At least it was somebody. Maybe somebody who could help, because he was running thin. Then that damn vamp smiled with his bloodied teeth.
"Howdy, Soldier," the vamp smirked, “Ya gonna hafta really hack with that maw, huh?" He smiled and Dean faltered. The other monsters were similarly cavalier, but Benny didn't seem to take it personally and it gave Dean pause. The vamp’s baby blues shown like jewels even in the pitiless dark of Purgatory. Dean jerked the vamp’s head aside in annoyance and stepped back. He tried to tell himself he shouldn’t trust anyone–especially this guy, but he had a hard time convincing himself.
"You know your way around this shithole?" Dean asked crudely. Benny had looked the man up and down. He rubbed his neck and chuckled.
"What the hell is a human doing in God’s armpit?" he asked.
"Don't smash Dick," Dean spat angrily, “Save yerself a trip,” he waved his weapon around, “To God’s armpit.” He stalked past the vamp who was almost a victim two seconds earlier. The vamp didn't know whether to laugh or be offended. So, he fell in step behind the only human in Purgatory. He didn’t know if the human had shown him a mercy or if he had just subjugated himself to a mad man. He didn’t really care. Dean sniffed and wiped his grubby sleeve across his face.
“Thanks for saving me first. Sorry for almost killing you second,” Dean muttered. Benny did laugh at that.
“The odds just seemed shitty, two against one. Don’t accuse me of any kindness, though. Kindness will get you killed ‘round these parts,” Benny drawled. Dean scoffed, “Not much different from my life topside.” He shrugged.
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demonicsoulmates-art · 7 months
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When the Bough Breaks Art - Destiel Omegaverse Masterpost
When the Bough Breaks - Read on AO3
Written by @niksdestielfics
Art by @demonicsoulmates-art
DO NOT REPOST MY ART ANYWHERE WITHOUT MY EXPLICIT PERMISSION AND CREDIT
Reblogs and likes are appreciated <3
So, y'all know I don't really ship Destiel at all. But then I saw someone in the DOBB (@destielomegaversebigbang ) needed a pitch hitter artist, and I decided to look what the story had to offer. Despite the ship, the story was right up my alley. I decided to help out and met nIks, which is a very nice person to talk to.
I'm new to making art for Bangs, and I had some unplanned stuff happen that slowed me down, but I managed 😎😎😎
This was a Big Bang, which means I had to make two full pieces. Here they are
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The first one depicts a scene from chapter 3 of the fic with Alastair and Dean. The scene is part of a bigger, extremely explicit and hard scene, so beware while reading.
The second one depicts Castiel and Emma, when in the hospital to have her checked.
My plan was to have the two pictures to depict and give completely different feelings - the first had to be sad, dark, possibly scary. The second had to light and hopeful.
Due to my laptop being sent to repair, I cannot look up the time I spent on each drawing. I do know I spent over 6 hours on the first one.
Under the cut, I'll show you some sketches and WIPs
I'd like to thank both Niks and @envydean for the opportunity :)
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butterflyslinky · 22 days
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Long Time Passing
Explicit | 18,681 words
Written for @rewritetheages
Art by @alicetallula
Jo's fiance goes to war and doesn't return. Lost and grieving, Jo flees to San Fransisco, where she joins a commune led by the guru Castiel.
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thatwavephenomenon · 9 months
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I'm doing some ao3 stats for a university paper in which I've gathered the data of the 200 most popular tags on the archive. More importantly, I'm looking right now at a chart which shows which ships are the first ones to use those tags the most. Unsurpisingly Castiel/Dean Winchester are snagging most of the tags, while the rest mostly manage to place first when the tags are thematically coherents with their canon settings (For example James Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers is the first ship to use the "Historical", "War", "Flashbacks" tags here, Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson gets the win on the "Fix-It" and "Everyone Is Alive", probably because Eddie fucking died). Though I'm proud to report, and that's the best new from this for me, that Aziraphale/Crowley gets the monopoly on the "Idiots in Love" tag.
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hoziernaturalevents · 9 months
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Song: Jackie and Wilson
Author: @sunshine-zenith
Artist/Beta: @rauko-creates
Rating: Teen and Up
Word Count: 9,162
Pairing/s: Rowena MacLeod/Mary Winchester, Dean Winchester & Mary Winchester, Castiel & Mary Winchester, Castiel/Dean Winchester, Lily Sunder & Kelly Kline
Warnings: Minor Blood/Injury, References to Past Character Death, Emotional Hurt/Comfort
Additional Tags: Oblivious Mary Winchester, Humor and Fluff, Finding New Love
Summary: Resurrected and thrust into a strange modern world, Mary finds herself frustratingly connecting with a certain red-haired witch. After watching Cas decide to fall to be with her son Dean, Mary starts to wonder: is she happy? WAS she ever happy? Does her chance at happiness happen to lie in an unexpected place?
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bussydeanstiel · 2 years
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Cannot stand Cas is a virgin fics. Listen. Cas Fucks, okay??? He canonically slept with that reaper and definitely watches porn. Probably just Dean's porn for research purposes but he does. 2014!Cas had orgies!!!!! Mr Sex God!! When he learns he learns. When Cas and Dean finally go at it Cas is a BEAST and he knows what he's doing.
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justbrowsing2211 · 6 months
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A little fic with smut and emotional pain to celebrate Destiel on this holy day 💚💙
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cevans-is-classic · 3 months
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18+ only. Sexual content, blood, self depreciation
Cas's fingers are threaded with Dean, the heat of his mouth hovering over Dean's shoulder.
They hadn't cleaned yet. They'd stumbled into the bunker, into his bedroom, and dove into each other.
In these moments, Dean feels his chest rip open, and his soul burns him alive. In these moments, he doesn't care if the fight never ends. If the next end of time is around the damn corner.
Cas is pressing into him, the cut of his close light showing the sweat on his skin.
It makes him feel weightless, letting him sink into his angel.
Cas keeps him safe.
He’s safe.
Nothing can take him away from this moment — from Castiel.
His angel who saved him again and again both inside and out.
After everything Dean has done.
The pain he has caused — the way he's treated cas — he doesn't deserve him.
He'll never deserve him.
Still his angel sees his soul and chooses him again and again.
Dean knows what he's done and who he is, but when he's with Cas. When he has Cas. The world falls away until all he hears, feels, tastes, and sees is Cas.
Castiel.
“Dean.” The dragging rumble of his voice vibrates along his back.
Dean's heart is going to pound out of his chest. Cas wraps his arm around his waist and brings him to his knees.
It sank him onto his angel's cock. The push of it makes Dean throw his head back with a shout.
“Cas.” He cries.
“Dean.” Cas’s hand wraps around him.
Dean remembers he doesn't give a damn what anyone thinks of him.
Not when there's Cas.
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superwholockednico · 2 years
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This man has CLEARLY always been in love with dean... like bro. infatuated. let 5000 people be de-born to save him.
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ao3feed-destiel-02 · 1 month
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Fixed and Consequent
Fixed and Consequent https://ift.tt/AUbPLpx by Faillen “This is going to be a bit hard to believe,” Castiel began. Dean raised both his eyebrows. “We hunt ghosts and ghoulies for a living, what could be harder to believe than that?” Castiel leveled him with an unimpressed look. “I’m an angel. From an alternate universe.” Dean burst out laughing. “Okay, that wasn’t a dare to come up with something ridiculous. Seriously, what’s your deal?” Or: Dean Winchester is 26, has a dead dad and a deadbeat mom, and is lonely as all hell. He does not have time for this bullshit. Words: 5106, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural) Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Castiel & Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Canon Compliant, Chuck Won, Multiverse, Alternate Universe, Stanford Era Dean Winchester, with a twist :), Castiel is a proud graduate of the Winchester School of Grifting, Canon Castiel via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/sk6nd4o March 27, 2024 at 01:19PM
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bsideminibang · 9 months
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Title: I Had Some Time (With You)
Author: @songliili
Artist: @keikakudom
Rating: Explicit
Pairings: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Warnings: Major Character Death
Tags: Inspired by The Last of Us, Episode: s01e03 Long Long Time (The Last of Us), The Last of Us Spoilers, (in a way), Croatoan Virus, Alternate Universe - Zombie Apocalypse, Survivalist Dean, Recluse Dean Winchester, (ex), Teacher Castiel, Dean is Bill, Cas is Frank, they both die, but they're, Old Dean Winchester, Old Castiel, it's basically, Euthanasia, for cas, Terminally Ill Castiel, Assisted Suicide, and dean follows him, Dean Winchester Dies By Suicide, Suicide by Overdose, briefly mentioned, Past Benny Lafitte/Dean Winchester, Past Lisa Braeden/Dean Winchester, Smart Dean Winchester, Closeted Bisexual Dean Winchester, Openly Gay Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester Has Internalized Homophobia, Assisted Suicide, Castiel/Dean Winchester First Kiss, Castiel and Dean Winchester First Meet, Castiel/Dean Winchester First Time Having Sex, Blowjob, Married Castiel/Dean Winchester
Posting Date: September 6
Summary: It's 2005 when things go to hell. Well. They go to hell for everyone except Dean, ‘cause he was ready for it. Well. He was ready for the apocalypse, not for the gorgeous man who fell into his life, quite literally. OR a Destiel rewrite of Bill and Frank's love story as shown on HBO's 'The Las of Us episode 3: Long Long Time' that uses elements of both universes.
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It’s late morning and Dean is working on one of the fire-throwing traps that lately has been malfunctioning, when the alarm blares in the bunker because one of the hole traps triggered it. Annoyed, because that means that he has to haul up an infected corpse and he’s really not in the mood, Dean picks his favorite rifle, and walks out of the bunker to kill the son of a bitch.
The incriminated trap is only a five minute walk on the North-East side of camp, and close to that gate as well. At least the asshole had the decency to not make Dean walk for too long out of his safe haven. He shuts off the electricity running through the fence and unlocks the gate to go outside, then locks it behind him.
Dean cocks the rifle and raises it to aim before getting to the hole’s edge, when he hears a desperate voice yelling “Wait! I’m not infected!”
Confused, Dean walks the remaining three steps to see who the intruder is.
To be fair, he doesn’t look infected, no. He just looks like the most beautiful man Dean has ever seen. Dark unruly hair with a little bit of gray at his temples and in his long beard, so he’s probably in his 40s or early 50s. Despite the shadow at the bottom of the hole, the man's blue eyes are shining, adorned by crow’s feet, and the laugh lines in his face are still visible under the beard. There’s also a small wrinkle on his forehead just between his eyes. The past three years surely have given the man multiple reasons to furrow.
After two seconds of stunned silence, Dean wears his angry mask, scowling at the stranger from behind the rifle’s viewfinder. It’s not because he wants to see the man’s eyes better, shut up.
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