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shelbgrey · 10 months

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My MasterList of Stories

Master List part 2

~request are CLOSED

Bones

Once upon a time -I don't write for pan or Gold

Greys anatomy -NO OWEN HATE

Codes:

Smut=❤️‍🔥 Fluff=💕 Angst=💔 Funny=💖 Horror=🫀

🔬Bones💀

Dr. Lance Sweets:

Smut Alphabet❤️‍🔥

Caught in the act ❤️‍🔥

Dating Lance Sweets HC💕❤️‍🔥

Adventures in babysitting💕

You belong with me💕

Lance Sweets as a Dad headcanons💕

Dream Warriors💔🫀

Bones Halloween Special🫀💖

Code baby Part 1 💕

Let me take your pain away💕💔

Dr. Jack Hodgins:

Can't buy me love💔💕

Jack Hodgins Having a little sister💕

What's it gonna take to get you out of his lab?❤️‍🔥

Agent Seeley Booth:

Dating Seeley Booth Headcanons💕❤️‍🔥

Being Seeley Booth's Best friend HCs💕

Friends to Lovers Headcanons💕

The day we met💕

In the name of love💕

Agent James Aubrey:

Falling in love with James Aubrey after losing Lance 💔💕

Falling in love with James Aubrey after losing Lance Sweets part 2💕❤️‍🔥

Smut Alphabet❤️‍🔥

Unspoken desire❤️‍🔥

Dr. Wendell Bray:

Witchy Squintern HCs💕

Dr. Camille Saroyan:

who broke the coffee pot?💖

The Squinterns:

Adventures in babysitting💕

Being Hodgins sister and being a goth Squintern💕

Dr. Zack Addy:

I've got your back💕

Who's got him smiling like that?💕

❤️‍🩹Grey's Anatomy🩺

Dr. Derek Shephard:

Halloween special💖🫀

Injured💔

The Ballad of Jayne💔

Stuck in the middle💔💕

Stitches💕

This is Why I Don't Go To The Gym💕

Baby on the brain💕

Dating Derek after he broke up with Meredith💕

Love at first sight💕

Dr. Mark Sloan:

November Rain💔

Faithfully💔💕

We are family💕

Christmas Special💖

Dr. Owen Hunt:

Trauma 101💖

Dr. Jackson Avery:

Love Story💔💕

Dr. Alex Karev:

Heaven💔

Dr. Miranda Bailey:

Your my favorite💕

Dr. Nick Marsh:

Secrets out💕

🗡️Once upon a time🍎

August W. Booth:

Hidden secrets❤️‍🔥💕💔

Killian Jones:

Smut fic with Killan Jones❤️‍🔥

Prince James:

Hysteria💔💕

🩸Twilight🌲

Cullen family:

Fire safty💖

Going to the zoo💖

Cats in the cradle💕

Being Carlisle and Esme's daughter and having the Volturi wrap around your finger. 💖💕

Cullens:

Emmett McCarthy Cullen:

Next to me series💖💔💕❤️‍🔥

Forever now💕

Being Emmett and Rose's daughter HCs💕

Carlisle Cullen:

Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter HC💕

Carlisle as your husband HCs💕

Jasper Whitlock Hale:

Jasper dating Bella's sister HCs💕

Edward Anthony Mason Cullen:

Dating Edward Cullen HCs💕

Crushing on Edward Cullen HCs💕

Rosalie Lillian Hale:

Being Emmett and Rose's daughter HCs💕

Denalis:

Eleazar Denali:

Glory of love series ❤️‍🔥💕💔💖

Dating Eleazar HCs❤️‍🔥💕

Garrett:

Voice of an Angel💔💕

Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter and dating Garrett HCs💕

Wolf pack:

Seth Clearwater:

Perfect 💕

Volturi:

The Volturi:

Being Carlisle and Esme's youngest daughter and having the Volturi wrap around your finger💕

🧫Ghostbusters👻

Peter Venkman:

When unspoken rules are broken💔💕

Dr. Egon Spengler:

Hold on, I love you💔

Two Nerds falling in love headcanons💕

Ray stantz:

Dr. Jelousey❤️‍🔥

Something strange💕💔

🦁🐍Harry Potter🐦‍⬛🦡

Draco Malfoy:

Say Something💔

Dance the night away💕

Just keeping an eye out💕

The truth doesn't always hurt💔💕

George Weasley:

Welocm to Gryffindor💔💕

You belong with me - part 1💔💕

Fred Weasley:

Being a Potter twin and falling for Fred💕

Neville Longbottom:

Your Breaking My Heart💔

Weasley family:

Being adopted by the Weasleys💕

⚔️Supernatural🌘

Gabriel "the Trickster":

Gardian Angel💕

Hyper girl💕

The Winchester and the Trickster💕

Love of a lifetime💔

Dean winchester:

Dating Dean Winchester Headcanons💕❤️‍🔥

Castiel:

Being in a love triangle with Dean and Cas💕💔

🎶Elvis Presley🎸

Austin!Elvis Presley:

Love me tender💔💕

💥Marvel🦸

Scott "Cyclops" Summers:

Dating Scott Summers💕❤️‍🔥

A not so White Wedding💕

Clint "Hawkeye" Barton:

Secrets out💖

Whatever it takes💔💕

Tony "Iron man" Stark:

All of me💔💕

Bucky "winter soldier" Barnes:

Treat you better💔💕

Howard Stark:

Time In A Bottle💕

Dr. Stephen Strange:

I won't say I'm in love💔💕

Avengers:

Ohana means family💕

Six avengers and a baby💔💕

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destieltropecollection · 11 months

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DESTIEL TROPE COLLECTION 2023 | DAY 31 | Fake Dating

Made up, like my fiancé | @blanketforcas

Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 2,834 Main Tags/Warnings: Fluff, First Kiss, Touch-Starved Dean Winchester, make-up date Summary: Cas and Dean find out how much they like make-up (and each other)

under covers | @demonmary

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 6,588 Main Tags/Warnings: AU: No Supernatural, Federal Agents, Undercover as Married , Co-workers , Flirting , Smut , Older Castiel (Supernatural) Summary: inspired by an episode of NCIS, Dean and Cas go undercover for some good ol' fashioned fake dating.

We were always meant to say goodbye (please don't go) | @readingprofoundbonds

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 8,210 Main Tags/Warnings: Misunderstandings, Second Chances Summary: When Castiel hears that Dean Smith will date anyone who asks him out for exactly one week, he's curious. He tests the waters and sees if 'anyone' will include male co-workers from Accounting.

Sternberg's Triangular Theory of Love | @aishitara

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 14,882 Main Tags/Warnings: Idiots to lovers, mutual pining, best friends to lovers, but they were roommates!, pretend relationship, misunderstanding, mild angst with a happy ending. Summary: Dean clears his throat and says, “I have an idea for how to deal with your mom.” He looks away as he takes a long swallow of beer. “But you’re probably not gonna like it.” Castiel grunts. “Tell me anyway. You’ve got one idea more than me.” Huffing a small laugh, Dean says, “Yeah, well, we’ll see.” He looks over at Castiel, lower lip caught between his teeth. “I’ll go with you,” he says earnestly. “To Thanksgiving.” Castiel stares at Dean blankly, not following. “Y’know,” Dean says, suddenly interested in removing the label from his beer. “As your boyfriend.”

swing with you for the fences | @fifthstiel

Rating: Mature Word Count: 27,637 Main Tags/Warnings: canon divergence (season 14), de-aging, kid jack, fake relationship, pining, getting together, case fic Summary: With elementary school parents falling mysteriously ill in Pennsylvania, a little magical aid allows a de-aged Jack and devoted single father Cas to play the perfect bait. However, a misunderstanding shortly after arriving leaves Dean reluctantly saddled with undercover parenthood right along with Cas. Now Dean has to survive the petty drama of suburbia while trying to track down whatever’s responsible for targeting parents in the community - and navigating his feelings about the family he didn’t think he’d ever get to have.

Lavender Pines | @thisisapaige

Rating: Explicit Word Count: 30,609 Main Tags/Warnings: Fake/Pretend Relationship (Platonic Cas & Rowena), Secret Relationship (Sam/Rowena), Idiots to Lovers (Cas/Dean), Case Fic, Post-Episode: s12e11 Regarding Dean Summary: Rowena calls Sam, asking for help. Her former lover, the powerful witch Leon O'Leary, has something of hers and she wants it back. When Sam agrees to help, the last thing he expects is for her to pull out a ring and propose. To Cas. Cas and Rowena move into the wealthy suburb of Lavender Pines and work to become the most well-liked newlywed couple on the block. Sam and Dean support them from the bunker. It’s a milk run of a case. Simple. Easy. It’s not.

#destiel trope collection #destiel trope collection 2023 #destiel #fanfic #fake dating #day 31

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valleydean · 2 years

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Raise the Black

coming to ao3 september 2022 a deancas pirate au by valleydean (emmbrancsxx0) playlist | ko-fi

SUMMARY: Nassau, 1717. Captain Dean Winchester of the Impala is a born and raised pirate, committed to disrupting commerce and civility on a global scale. After a battle at sea with the Royal Navy, Dean discovers a stowaway on his ship: Castiel Novak, an officer from Carolina with a secret. As their relationship grows, so does England’s determination to end piracy in the New World. This is the story of how men can become legends and how love can ignite a revolution.

PREVIEW:

“Because,” Balthazar said with a shrug, “you’re the most luminous captain—or, should I say, commodore—on this island. The highest earner, the highest success rate. You’re practically a myth. Even in the short time I’ve been here, I’ve heard the stories about you and your family.”

A muscle in Dean’s jaw jumped, his entire body coiling. He knew the stories. He didn’t need them recounted, but Balthazar did it for him anyway, as if it was a tale on par with Odysseus and Hercules.

“How does it go? That Poseidon fashioned your father from reef and seafoam—his agent on the land, tasked with defending the god’s kingdom by feeding as many of its adversaries to the water as he could? But he needed a weapon, so the king of the ocean sent him a woman, and that’s how you came about. Half-man, half-sea.”

Airily, he continued, “It’s quite charming, isn’t it? The belief the others have in you, the so-called Sword of the High Seas.”

Dean hated the fairytale. He was just a regular guy, nothing more. But pirates would believe anything, and Sam always said it was good to let them spread the story. That they could use it as a shield against their enemies—but Dean wasn’t a shield.

That was the second half of the story, the one that Balthazar hadn’t seemed to have heard about yet.

That one day there’d come another, a protector; and that together, the two of them would unite the Pirate’s Republic. That no one would ever have to worry about empires or shackles or colonial rule ever again. Some people even said this newcomer would be Poseidon himself, raised from the water.

It was a bunch of bullshit. Dean was no savior, and he certainly would never fight in the service of a god or a king.

“Yeah, and what does that make Sam, huh?” Dean answered dryly. “A musket ball?”

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Please let me know if you’d like to be tagged in chapters or if you’d like to be taken off the list.

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rowanspn · 3 months

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The Long Awaited Return Is Here...

After months away from the internet due to unanticipated health concerns and changes, the time has finally come....

Nearing three years of hard work and dedication.....

It is finally time.

Dean Winchester loves his job; working as a secret agent has its perks. There is nothing quite like the thrill of saving people and hunting down criminals. And with his baby brother Sammy at his side, it’s a family business. However, when he and Sam are assigned to the case of Lucian Shurley, a suspected crime lord with a rap sheet a mile long, Dean’s semi-predictable life takes a turn for the unprecedented and over complicated. He and Sam must go undercover to investigate Lucian’s own family, his brothers Gabriel and Castiel, and his young son, Jack, to find out just how involved they truly are. As the stakes rise and the body count follows, it is up to Sam and Dean to solve the greatest mystery of their careers; who is Castiel Novak and what does he know?

Inspired by the creative mind of @fl0-0ra and featuring the incredible art by my amazing friend, The Covert Identity takes The greatest love story ever told and rewrites it into something new, dark, and exciting.

Coming soon to aO3.......

Thank you all for joining me on this ride and I look forward to seeing you through.....

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creator-of-calm-queer-chaos · 7 months

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Ten Fics, Share a Line, Ten People

The wonderful @beepbeepsan tagged me in this!

(Astrabear I apologise for tagging you, I did in fact copy and paste this and forgot to take out your tag lmao)

Rules: Pick any ten of your fics, scroll roughly to the midpoint, pick a line (or three) and share it. Then tag ten people.

Sinc Itur Ad Astra (Good Omens)

A warm, fuzzy feeling spreads through Crowley’s body, from his chest outward. It’s quite hot, but comfortable, like sinking into a bath. Crowley feels Aziraphale wrap an arm around him, and Crowley pulls him even closer.

I wish this moment could last forever, Crowley thinks.

Then, in the middle of the perfect kiss, Crowley notices that the hot feeling in his chest isn’t going away. Instead, it’s just getting hotter and hotter. It’s almost burning - no, it’s definitely burning now. Why is it burning?

2. Finder's Keepers (Sherlock)

“Just… just make it stop,” Sherlock whispered.

“John, Sherlock is asking me to make it stop. Honestly it’s a miracle that he’s still alive, there’s an awful lot of blood here. What if I… put him out of his misery?”

“NO!” John screamed again. “Sherlock, hang on, I think I’m almost there.”

“Well, then, don’t want you to crash our party, do we?” the man snarled, pointing the gun at Sherlock’s head. “Any last words, pretty boy?”

All Sherlock could do was groan.

“All right then. Bye bye!”

BANG.

3. Blood in the Water (Sherlock)

“Sherlock.” John’s hand moved to his wrist and gripped it like a vice. “You- you have to pr- promise me.”

Blood dribbled out of his mouth. There was blood everywhere . It covered the floor, it covered their clothes, it covered his hands, some of it was dripping into the pool. Again, Sherlock’s mind held only one thought: Save John. Save John. Save John. Over and over like a mantra.

“Shut up,” Sherlock spluttered out. So much blood. “Save your energy, please. I can’t lose you!”

“Promise me you’ll catch the fucker.” His voice was like iron. Iron as blood.

“I promise,” Sherlock whispered.

4. What if Cas died how Sam died in S2? (Supernatural)

But Castiel didn’t move, Dean couldn’t feel a pulse beneath the hand on his neck.

“CAS!” Dean screamed, clutching his best friend tight, sobbing.

He looked at the pool of blood on the ground, soaking the dirt and- and as Cas’s hand lost warmth, the silver ring on his hand was soaked in red.

5. "Can you hear me?" w/ Clint and Natasha (Marvel / The Avengers)

“Let’s keep this between us, then, shall we?”

He brought the flat of the blade under Clint’s chin. He gently pushed it up, forcing Clint to look him in the eyes. He smirked, and put a hand on his shoulder.

“Oh, you’ll be so much fun.”

6. Made to Watch w/ Fitzsimmons (Agents of Shield)

She took out the knife and cut away his shirt. Then, she placed the tip of the knife into his skin. Fitz shakily inhaled and held his breath.

The woman began to carve.

At first, Fitz bit his tongue, but within seconds, he was screaming. Simmons was sobbing, sitting on the floor. The woman only grinned and kept dragging the knife through Fitz’s skin. Blood flowed from the wounds in huge waves, puddling around them. Fitz trembled and screamed and wailed. And yet he let it continue.

7. Secrets Revealed w/ Ward and Skye (Agents of Shield)

Skye was on the ground. She couldn’t breathe well. Her hands were sticky. Why were her hands wet?

There was a gun in her hands. She needed to fire it.

Fire. Click. Click. Nothing. Laughing. Someone was laughing. Why was someone laughing?

“Goodbye, Skye,” a voice said.

8. Muzzled w/ May and Daisy (Agents of Shield)

“Who’s that for?” Daisy snarked from where she sat, sitting up straighter and blinking rapidly. “Did you get me a present?”

“In a way,” the man said. The two guards hefted her up by her armpits and placed her in the middle of the room. The man sat on the ground behind her, and the woman in front of her. “We’re going to have some fun now that we know we have the time.”

May inhaled sharply from across the room.

9. Caged w/ Steve and Bucky (MCU/Avengers)

“Why did you draw me?” a voice said.

Steve jumped and looked up. The Winter Soldier had appeared in front of the cage. He held a plate of bread and cheese.

“Because I knew you,” Steve answered cautiously.

Not-Bucky opened the cage door and stepped in, placing the food on the ground. He leaned against the wall and closed the door with a slam. They were locked in there together

“Tell me what you remember,” Not-Bucky said.

10. Found Footage w/ Peter and the Team (MCU)

He wailed and screamed and pleaded, but nothing deterred them. He yelled for them, for Mr Stark and Natasha and Steve and Clint and Ned and everyone he loved. But none of them arrived.

This is open to anyone who would like to particpate! I'll tag a few people in case they want to, but no pressure at all :)

@whoopsitswhump, @suspicious-whumping-egg, @painsandconfusion, @atlantis-is-burning

#tag game #whump #fanfiction #fics #ao3 #fanfic #my writing #y'all it was so hard to find ten fics that I don't hate #i reopened that ridiculously long mcu/hp crossover fic from when i was 12 #it's so bad #i'm tempted to orphan it #whump fanfiction #this tag game isn't for anything specific it just turns out that all the fics i don't hate are whump

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ao3feed-destiel-02 · 5 months

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Men In Black (Destiel)

Men In Black (Destiel) https://ift.tt/GAN2RvV by That_gaesimp Castiel (C) is an experienced agent that has worked for the MIB organisation secretively for years. He has spent much of this time working with his partner J, but a mishap during the stopping of a life-form trying to cross borders illegally means J decides to retire from the job leaving Castiel's partner spot wide open. Dean (D) is a tough NYPD cop who works hard to keep the citizens of New York city safe from crime as much as he can. His whole world gets thrown upside down however when he takes part in a chase for a criminal on the run. As the world of aliens and out of space becomes revealed to him, he gets signed on as Castiel's Partner. While hunting down a other worldly bug sent down to steal a precious item of unimaginable price, the relationship between the two agents blossoms. Or A destiel remake of Men in black where the two main characters are made to be Cas and Dean and they get together because why not. Just a note, I will be using their actual names when its between just them two because it feels more personal. Cas is Tommy Lee Jones' character in the original, Dean is Will Smiths character. (I don’t ship the original characters) Enjoy! Words: 1994, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005), Men in Black (Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Destiel - Freeform, DeanCas - Freeform, castiel - Freeform, Dean Winchester - Freeform, Bisexual Dean Winchester, making movies gay, dean and cas - Freeform, Men in Black - Freeform, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Men in Black via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/o41A28d November 26, 2023 at 04:01PM

#IFTTT #AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester'#Destiel #ao3feed #ao3feed Destiel #Destiel fanfic #Dean Winchester/Castiel #Castiel/Dean Winchester #Dean x Castiel #Castiel x Dean

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yourfandomfriend · 1 year

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SPN Conspiracy

1.) Ion, one of Naomi's intelligence agents, said that while the other angels had their memories wiped by Naomi, he and the intel agents were never reset completely.

2.) When Viggo (the demon trying to hack Samandriel) left him alone, the first and only angel Samandriel called out to was Naomi, like she was his S.O. The minute he'd given away state secrets about the Angel Tablet, he ran to Cas for help, afraid for his life, knowing full well what Naomi was up to. Meaning he remembered her. She didn't reset him completely.

3.) The angels went from having no idea where Cas was to pulling him out of Purgatory to make a sleeper of him. Only Dean and Benny and Crowley knew where he was. Someone told Naomi.

4.) Right before the angels got Cas, Samandriel pumped Dean for information about Cas' whereabouts. The only one outside his own group Dean told about Cas being in Purgatory was Samandriel.

5.) Samandriel made the distinction between the angels who thought Cas meant well when he devastated Heaven and the ones like himself, who thought he was too human, too emotional.

6.) Naomi wanted to brainwash Cas to be less emotional. Less human. She thought that was the crack in his chassis that needed fixing. That's what Samandriel meant by “too much heart was always Castiel's problem”.

#samandriel #spn #yes i'm going to keep flogging this horse #until somebody gets it

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crowleybigbang · 2 years

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Posting today!

For The Greater Good

Summary: Crowley and Castiel, long time frenemies and secret mutual crushes, stumble over a murder spree on their mission to retrieve a magical object that could help them finding Kelly Kline and the unborn Antichrist. To get what they want, they need to call the revival of FBI-agents Beyoncé and Zee.

Author: @ichbinnurzugast Artists: @angelhannah, @rauko-is-a-free-elf Rating: T (suitable for teens and up) AO3 Archive Warnings: no archive warning apply. Characters: Crowley, Castiel Relationships: Crowstiel (Crowley/Castiel) Tags: S12, leads to canon-divergence, non-explicit smut Word Count: 13445

Created for the Crowley Big Bang 2022!

Read the fic here! See the art masterposts here and here!

#Crowley #SPN #spn fanfic #spn fanart #Crowley Big Bang 2022 #supernatural

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rauko-creates · 2 years

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For the Greater Good [Art]

I was so lucky to be partnered with @ichbinnurzugast and @angelhannah for my first @crowleybigbang 💚💚

Read @ichbinnurzugast's fic HERE

Check out @angelhannah's art for it HERE

Title: For The Greater Good

Author: @ichbinnurzugast

Artists: @angelhannah, @rauko-is-a-free-elf

Rating: T (suitable for teens and up)

AO3 Archive Warnings: no archive warnings apply.

Characters: Crowley, Castiel

Relationships: Crowstiel (Crowley/Castiel)

Tags: S12, leads to canon-divergence, non-explicit smut

Word Count: 11,641

#crowleybigbang #crowstiel #crowley fic #crowley art #ichbinnurzugast #angelhanna #rauko arts #challenges/events #spn rare pairs #crowley king of hell

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shelbgrey · 1 year

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Heyy!

my ask is

can i get something like the reader is gabriel's girlfriend but She is also sam and dean's little sister?

first time i ask someone🥲

greetings from hungary!🇭🇺

Thanks for the request buddie, hope it's okay this is in Headcanon form and greetings from the US🇺🇸

The Winchester and the Trickster: Gabe Headcanons

Paring: Gabriel x Winchester!Reader

Summary: headcanons on what it's like to be the youngest winchester and dating Gabe

MasterList

Your guys story starts before you even knew it did.

Gabe is your guardian angel and knew who you were for a long time. His job as your Garudian Angel is the only thing he took seriously.

If you and choose to be together you might keep it a secret at first.

Not only are you a hunter your the youngest winchester, which means the brothers are extremely over protective of you.

It took a while for you to except gabes love but you don't regret it what so ever.

He may seem like a villan to everyone else but he treats you like a queen.

After a while you and him do get cought by Sam. Gabe decided to stay over at the bunker one night after the boys went on a hunt. You both were in the middle of a heated make out sessions when Sam walked in.

Dean didn't like it one bit. He didn't trust Gabe and he sure as hell didn't want gabe around you.

Sam on the other had was questionable about it but tried to see it your way.

After a while the boys got over it and even started getting along with him.

I think him and Dean would intentionally get on each other's nerves and constantly teas each other.

Sam and him get along okay but Sam gets tired of the sarcasm.

Gabe will help out on hunts as much as possible but he's mainly there to protect you. You'll come out of a hunt without a scratch with him, that's a promise.

He never fails to make you laugh and always has you smiling.

His kisses are rough and passionate. They're usually unexpected and he isn't afraid to kiss you in front of your brothers.

You love his wings. With the gaurdian angel connection your the only one who can see his golden wings.

Be prepared for candy wrappers and angel feathers every where. Mainly in your shared room in the bunker.

He'll watch whatever show you love at the time and will always try to enjoy the music you love.

You'll qoute movies and make movie reference together all the time.

He'll go under cover with you for a hunt all the time. His favorite FBI names to use is Agent Scully and Mulder.

He's the best cuddler. You never slept well with a the anxiety that comes with being a hunter but if he's there with his arms around you, you have enough peace and comfter to sleep well.

You'll help him prank your brothers all the time. No matter the consequence it's worth the laugh.

Castiel is your best friend so be prepared for some jealousy. That's gabes down fall.

He trusts and loves you but he's afraid you'll find someone better and leave him. There's always been a part of him that thinks he's too bad for you.

That's not true. You love every part of him but he had to stop hurting your brothers before you could continue to date him.

Speaking of which. During all his torture and pranks he's pulled you were never harmed. He knew how close you a Dean were so he made sure you didn't see or remember him dying at the mystery spot.

He'd ask you to marry him but since the world always seemes to be ending you'd nevr have a big fancy wedding but your brothers and Castile help make a tine wedding special.

When Jack comes around the both of you take him and become his aunt and uncle or parent figures.

I think after everything calms down in the world you'd end up adopting Jack.

Even though it started off Rocky but everything is okay now. As long as he's around no harm will come.

That's all for now buds

#Gabriel x reader #Gabriel #Supernatural gabriel #Gabriel imagines #Supernatural imagines #sam winchester x reader #Dean winchester x reader #Winchester #Winchester x sister reader #Carry on my wayward son #Castiel x reader #Castiel #Sam Winchester #Dean winchester #Richard speight Jr #Rob Benedict

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Kinda hard to reconfigure the apocalypse storyline without Winchesters, but what I have so far:

Heaven, of course, has multiple righteous men and Lucifer/Michael vessel candidates, not only Winchesters (that would be silly). Winchesters are discarded as candidates fairly early on, because the Angels are disgusted by Dean's thieving ways and decide he no longer qualifies as Righteous in their eyes (Castiel, who has been tasked with watching and evaluating Winchesters, disagrees. He thinks Dean could be quite righteous, if given the opportunity. Maybe he thinks about it a little in his free time: Dean smiting in battle. Covered in blood and viscera. He just likes to imagine it because it's so righteous and it appeals to his angelic nature. Nothing blasphemous to see here.)

The apocalypse never properly gets off the ground - there is an active Angelic underground resistance lead by Anna that succeeds in assassinating Michael with stolen heavenly weapons. This results in open Angelic civil war when Raphael declares himself Michael's replacement. The angels were perfectly fine nuking Earth on Michael's command, it's been foretold after all, but Raphael? Enhhhh. Maybe some are not so sure all of sudden.

Anna remains the leader and Castiel is maybe like her right hand angel? Anyway, he's close to her. He has been learning all about this free will business and decides to exercise it. The war is still going about as badly as in canon (the weapon that managed to kill Michael was only one use, perhaps it's that Raphael is still more legitimate choice of leader compared to Anna) and Castiel wants to help but he doesn't want Anna to dirty her hands (because he maybe idolizes her a little - this whole you don't need to follow someone is a work in progress, ok) so he makes the deal with Crowley in secret.

I don't remember the Godstiel arc, so tentatively I am going to say it goes similarly to canon, but Anna is the one who helps Castiel diffuse the situation. Before the Leviathans take over and make him explode in that lake, she tells him 'I won't kill you, but you can't come back to Heaven after all this'

I think Castiel just regains his memory on his own and decides to go do some good deeds (he ends up committing a lot of crimes, because that's just how it is, in this world). He's probably significantly de-powered, but in grand tradition of Supernatural, he is as powerful as the story requires him to be.

(anyway, Anna and all the angels think he died, just some dramatic potential to keep in your back pocket)

A variant to this is that Dean and Cas actually met before, because Castiel was trying to qualify Dean for Righteous Man. Can't pick the funniest variant - either Castiel pretends to be like a suspiciously nimble priest who keeps catching Dean out and attempting deep spiritual talks with him him or he's like, A Sympathetic FBI agent who miraculously appears every time Dean is in custody for longer than fifteen minutes and who tries to convince Dean that he could do so much good.

#spn rewatch for your blacklist #Leverage spn au

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✧ ━ ACCEPTED ━ ✧ welcome to new orleans, krit vorachai, henry lyons & charlotte langthorne be sure to send in your account within twenty-four hours or your role will be reopened. don’t forget to look over our checklist and make yourself comfortable. wichapas sumettikul, steven ogg & lily collins are now taken!

[Wichapas Sumettikul | he/him ] Another face is seeking safety in New Orleans. Make sure to welcome KRIT VORACHAI to the home of the resilient. Rumor has it that they are an TWENTY SIX year old WITCH, who is one of the RETURNED but we’ll keep that a secret. They are said to be CHARMING, but that’s all a façade to cover up their DEADLY nature. We’ve heard that they can be found listening to THE DEVIL IS A GENTLEMAN BY MERCI RAINES, which sums them up pretty well. Let’s hope that they can find a way to survive this harsh new world. (IT'S JOANN AGAIN)

[ steven ogg | he/him] Another face is seeking safety in New Orleans. Make sure to welcome HENRY LYONS to the home of the resilient. Rumor has it that they are an 50 year old WEREWOLF, who is one of the SACRIFICED but we’ll keep that a secret. They are said to be QUICK TO ANGER, but that’s all a façade to cover up their LOYAL nature. We’ve heard that they can be found listening to BORED OF YOU by AGENT ORANGE, which sums them up pretty well. Let’s hope that they can find a way to survive this harsh new world. ( castiel, 26, cst, he/him)

[ lily collins | she/her ] Another face is seeking safety in New Orleans. Make sure to welcome CHARLOTTE LANGTHORNE to the home of the resilient. Rumor has it that they are an 26 year old HUMAN, who is one of the SURVIVORS but we’ll keep that a secret. They are said to be RECKLESS, but that’s all a façade to cover up their ALLURING nature. We’ve heard that they can be found listening to SO WHAT by PINK, which sums them up pretty well. Let’s hope that they can find a way to survive this harsh new world. ( nobody’s gonna know.. how would they know.. )

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WIP: snoxers or sniefs

Aziraphale had a secret.

In the grand scheme of things, it wasn’t much, he thought. It wasn’t even that unusual of a secret, if one broadened one’s sample size to include humanity. And once humanity’s predilections were included, well. What Aziraphale did was practically vanilla.

It started, as it would one day fail to end, in a garden. He stood on top of a wall, watching Adam and Eve walk toward the horizon, until the susurrus of scales on stone made him turn his head and observe his new companion.

I wonder, he thought, not recognizing it as the first step toward an eventual cliff, what it would feel like to touch him

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“As you can see on page 3 of your pamphlets, the rules for Corporation Management have been slightly updated, due to recent… events.” The thin rod Gabriel was using struck the large tablet beside him with a gentle thunk. Much like its considerably smaller and thinner brethren held in the hands of the assembled host, the tablet was carved with stylized figures of an angel and a human holding hands, then an exaggeratedly bestial figure, and a large rain cloud. Beneath them were an angel and a human standing a good distance apart, a space with an obvious lack of a large bestial figure, and a shining sun.

“Now, I know the Almighty commanded us all to love humanity, which of course we all do! But that doesn’t mean we should love humanity.” Gabriel paused to allow the nervous titter to make its way around the room. “The Almighty, of course, has a plan to take care of the problem, but it’s up to us to ensure this doesn’t happen again. That’s why we’ve established three new rules!”

At the next tap of his rod against the stone, the carvings changed. Now there was the same angel and human together, holding hands, followed by a large X. Then, two angels holding hands, with the same X. Lastly, an angel with both hands covering where its genitals would be, were it slightly less stylized, with a final X.

“Rule #1: No sex with humans. We all saw this one coming, of course – don’t need any more of those Nephilim running around!” Gabriel grimaced theatrically. “Rule #2: No sex with fellow angels. We’re not sure if incorporated angels can reproduce with each other, but better safe than sorry, am I right? Rule #3: no masturbating. That one’s to help curb those instincts that can pop up in your corporations when you wear them for extended periods of time. Any questions?”

Aziraphale considered raising his hand. He did have questions, he had many questions, but he wasn’t sure which were safe to ask and which were not. Almost all of the Watchers had been implicated in the current fiasco, and only the fact that nobody, not even the Archangels, had known this was a possibility. Would asking for clarification made him seem like he was interested in following their example – or worse, that he already had, and simply hadn’t yet been caught? He didn’t know if he could risk it.

Aziraphale didn’t think he imagined the eyes of some of his fellow earth agents sharpening as looked around the room. A few even glanced at each other, or pointedly ignored their neighbor so hard that it had the same effect.

Others, however, seemingly had no problem doing so, and several hands shot into the air. Gabriel pointed at one, belonging to an angel Aziraphale was only passably familiar with – Castiel? Cassiel? Something like that – and the subtle work of a small group determining the new boundaries of what they could get away with began.

The rules, Aziraphale was pleased to discover, were laughably easy to get around. Angels were newly forbidden from only two acts: ‘sex’, according to Heaven, was only a penis going into a vagina, and ‘masturbation’ was using one’s own hand on one’s own penis to make one’s corporation ejaculate. The amassed angels solemnly swore to uphold the new rules, and Gabriel praised them for their diligence and understanding before dismissing them.

And if Aziraphale left with a little skip in his step, he wasn’t the only one.

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By the time Aziraphale met up with Crawly, a few hundred years after Eden, he’d already discovered the marvellous things his human-shaped body could do. Why, with nothing more than his own fingers, he could make it shake and shiver and come apart in an ecstacy no less lovely for not being Divine. Crawly was masquerading as Apep, his snake form draped with jewels and being carried about on a golden litter, and Aziraphale couldn’t help but to imagine what it would feel like to run his palms down that long and lovely spine.

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He’d never been interested in humans, sexually. They were dears, really, and he loved them individually and in groups, just… not in that way. Oh, he could appreciate a beautiful figure, something long and lean, and he did have a certain fondness for dark hair and warm, bright eyes, but never so much that he felt moved to act on it.

The restriction on making love to other angels could have been an issue, if it had occurred to him before the presentation that it had even been an option. Aziraphale was no saint; his head could be turned by a beautiful trio of heads or a shapely pair of wings as easily as the next being, but he’d honestly never considered approaching one of his coworkers and asking ‘Have you fondled your clitoris yet? Would you like to try mine?’

The injunction against masturbation, well. On the days that he fancied a cock, he would simply have to get creative.

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Creativity, of course, made him think of Crowley [1]. And then he was thinking of masturbation and of Crowley, which of course led to thinking of Crowley watching him masturbate, or perhaps even participating. What would it feel like, to press kisses into his neck? What would it feel like, to be wrapped up in his coils? What would it feel like, to have Crowley’s fingers, his tongue, his cock inside him? What would it feel like, to rub himself all over those dark scales?

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Aziraphale made a few discreet inquiries. Aziraphale got creative. And now, Aziraphale had a secret.

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[1] Lots of things made him think of Crowley, really: Plants. Fast cars. The color black, or red, or gold. Humans with a crooked smile. Children. Snakes, naturally. The moon landing. The moon. Watching the stars. Spicy foods. Tannin-heavy red wines. The scent of leather. Humans with long, curly hair. Ads for anxiety medications.

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The Covert Identity

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/4MC1c92 by youve_changed_me_Dean Dean Winchester loves his job; working as a secret agent has its perks. There is nothing quite like the thrill of saving people and hunting down criminals. And with his baby brother Sammy at his side, it’s a family business. However, when he and Sam are assigned to the case of Lucian Shurley, a suspected crime lord with a rap sheet a mile long, Dean’s semi-predictable life takes a turn for the unprecedented and over complicated. He and Sam must go undercover to investigate Lucian’s own family, his brothers Gabriel and Castiel, and his young son, Jack, to find out just how involved they truly are. As the stakes rise and the body count follows, it is up to Sam and Dean to solve the greatest mystery of their careers; who is Castiel Novak and what does he know? Based on the idea by the amazing @FloraGois and featuring the incredible artwork by @FloraGois and @irisberraart Updates every Tuesday Words: 1494, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/F, M/M Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Jack Kline, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Gabriel (Supernatural), Charlie Bradbury, Lucifer (Supernatural) Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Castiel & Dean Winchester, Castiel & Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester, Castiel & Jack Kline, Jack Kline & Sam Winchester, Jack Kline & Dean Winchester, Castiel & Jack Kline & Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester, Gabriel & Sam Winchester Additional Tags: Alternate Universe- No Supernatural, FBI Agent Dean Winchester, FBI Agent Sam Winchester, Florist Castiel (Supernatural), Crime Boss Lucifer (Supernatural), Kid Fic, Kid Jack Kline, Castiel is Jack Kline's Uncle, Castiel is Jack Kline's Parent, Bisexual Dean Winchester, Castiel and Dean Winchester in Love, Castiel and Dean Winchester Need to Use Their Words, Castiel and Dean Winchester Falling in Love, Castiel and Dean Winchester Being Idiots, Castiel and Dean Winchester are Dorks, Castiel and Dean Winchester First Meet, Canon-Typical Violence, Violence, Blood and Violence, Graphic Description, Graphic depictions of violence - Freeform, Gun Violence, Investigations, Federal Bureau of Investigation read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/4MC1c92

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The Covert Identity

The Covert Identity https://ift.tt/9fh07NA by youve_changed_me_Dean Dean Winchester loves his job; working as a secret agent has its perks. There is nothing quite like the thrill of saving people and hunting down criminals. And with his baby brother Sammy at his side, it’s a family business. However, when he and Sam are assigned to the case of Lucian Shurley, a suspected crime lord with a rap sheet a mile long, Dean’s semi-predictable life takes a turn for the unprecedented and over complicated. He and Sam must go undercover to investigate Lucian’s own family, his brothers Gabriel and Castiel, and his young son, Jack, to find out just how involved they truly are. As the stakes rise and the body count follows, it is up to Sam and Dean to solve the greatest mystery of their careers; who is Castiel Novak and what does he know? Based on the idea by the amazing @FloraGois and featuring the incredible artwork by @FloraGois and @irisberraart Updates every Tuesday Words: 1494, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/F, M/M Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Jack Kline, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Gabriel (Supernatural), Charlie Bradbury, Lucifer (Supernatural) Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Castiel & Dean Winchester, Castiel & Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester, Castiel & Jack Kline, Jack Kline & Sam Winchester, Jack Kline & Dean Winchester, Castiel & Jack Kline & Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester, Gabriel & Sam Winchester Additional Tags: Alternate Universe- No Supernatural, FBI Agent Dean Winchester, FBI Agent Sam Winchester, Florist Castiel (Supernatural), Crime Boss Lucifer (Supernatural), Kid Fic, Kid Jack Kline, Castiel is Jack Kline's Uncle, Castiel is Jack Kline's Parent, Bisexual Dean Winchester, Castiel and Dean Winchester in Love, Castiel and Dean Winchester Need to Use Their Words, Castiel and Dean Winchester Falling in Love, Castiel and Dean Winchester Being Idiots, Castiel and Dean Winchester are Dorks, Castiel and Dean Winchester First Meet, Canon-Typical Violence, Violence, Blood and Violence, Graphic Description, Graphic depictions of violence - Freeform, Gun Violence, Investigations, Federal Bureau of Investigation via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester' https://ift.tt/VypQ4Ja January 23, 2024 at 09:04AM

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Suptober Day 4: Secret

Secret Agent Man

Mature / Secret Agent!Cas/Domestic Dean / Destiel / 2,726 words

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Castiel’s heart hammered in his chest as he rolled to a stop on a nondescript residential street and killed the headlights. The entire mission was FUBAR, was from the start in all honesty but he never dreamed it would end up like this. He rubbed a hand over his mouth hard, glancing up at the small sliver of moon in the sky, and ran the call through his head again.

“Speak”

“C-C-Cas?” He remembered how every muscle had seized at the sound of Dean’s voice, tremulous and staticky on the other end of the line. He’d looked down at his phone, confirming that, no, he hadn’t accidentally brought his personal phone on a job. Dean was on the opposite end of a burner with only one contact and that could only mean one thing.

“Hello, darling.”

“Crowley.” Castiel had done his level best to keep his voice even and calm, no hint of the rage and turmoil roiling in his gut.

“Let’s not dally. You have something of mine. I have something of yours.”

“You’re suggesting a trade.”

“An even trade.” Crowley had emphasized. “I get the weapon, the money, a plane on the tarmac and a twenty-four-hour head start.”

“Is that all?” Castiel had been sarcastic, a knee-jerk response from years of having nothing to lose, and regretted it instantly.

“Buddy boy that’s generous considering what I could do to your young lad here. He’s a pretty one, Angel. Has a lot of fight in him too.” Castiel heard Crowley sniff and he hoped that Dean had broken his fucking nose. “One hour, Angel. Or the body you’ll be collecting will be his.”

Castiel lowered his head, hands still gripping the steering wheel tight as moments with Dean flashed through his mind. The night they met, him working security at an event Dean was catering and Dean permitting him to stop whatever threats emerged as long as Castiel stayed out of his way and didn’t touch his knives. Dean’s husky baritone as he sang “Secret Agent Man” at him from several yards away when they ran into each other at a festival a few days later, Dean tipsy enough to force Castiel to take his number and Castiel smitten enough to accept it, against his better judgment. The night Dean cooked for him and Castiel thanked him by carrying him off into the bedroom like they were in some romance novel, Dean’s ankles locked at Castiel’s lower back as he kissed the life out of him.

Castiel shook his head, cursed under his breath. He knew better than to form personal connections, but Dean with his mega-watt smile and terrible jokes had wormed his way past all Castiel’s defenses one home-cooked meal at a time until Castiel got sloppy. Now Dean would pay the price for Castiel’s foolishness, a burden Castiel didn’t think he’d be able to bear if he were to fail tonight.

So he forced himself to harden, feeling his insides solidify to stone and when he climbed out of the car he wasn’t Castiel, certainly wasn’t the man Dean called Cas in the tender moments they shared wrapped up in Dean’s sheets. He was the Angel of Death and he would neutralize this threat.

Silent as the grave, Castiel made his way up the street, staying in the shadows. When he reached Dean’s driveway he saw the Impala through the open garage door and slipped in next to it. The door was unlocked, a habit Dean had to break goddammit and Castiel slipped inside. He paused in the dark laundry room, startled for a moment to see Dean standing at the stove in his underwear, humming a Metallica song as he sautéed something in a pan. Dean seemed to catch movement out of the corner of his eye and when he turned to look Castiel could see the wound at his temple, blood tacky down the side of his face.

Castiel immediately lifted his finger to his lips but Dean just blinked at him and looked back down into the pan.

“Is that you, Angel?” Crowley’s voice crooned from somewhere past the doorway and Dean’s shoulders tensed, his spatula pausing. “Don’t burn the veggies, Dean. You don’t want to have to start over again.” Dean immediately lifted the pan and shook it, tossing the chopped peppers, onions and bits of ham with practiced ease.

Castiel strode forward, not bothering to silence his steps this time and he couldn’t stop himself from touching Dean’s shoulder as he passed though he didn’t look at him. Crowley was sitting at the small kitchen table, dressed sharply in a black suit with a blood-red tie. His nose was crooked and there was blood in his mustache and beard, something that caused Castiel’s lips to quirk in satisfaction though the gun casually pointed at Dean’s back soured his stomach. The table was set for three and Castiel glanced over his shoulder to see that Dean was now transferring the veggies onto a paper towel then began to crack eggs in a shallow bowl.

“You’re just in time for breakfast!” Crowley crooned, gesturing with the gun for Castiel to sit.

Castiel did so silently, taking the seat across from Crowley and directly behind Dean. Crowley adjusted his aim accordingly.

“So, rough night?” Crowley teased and Castiel merely stared back.

He could feel Dean moving behind him, his bare feet tapping against the linoleum as he turned to shuffle over to them. Dean, pan in hand and spatula poised stood over Crowley, face blank as he slid the completed omelet onto Crowley’s plate and made to turn to go back to the stove. Crowley’s hand shot out, gripping Dean’s wrist and Dean froze as Castiel snatched up a fork, stretching over the table, and pressed it to Crowley’s jugular. The gun in Crowley’s other hand went snuggly against Dean’s lower back, just above the band of his boxers.

“Easy, Angel. Easy now. I’m sure you wouldn’t want your lover here to lose all feeling below the waist.” Castiel’s eyes flicked to Dean’s face and found his eyes closed, face shuttered in forced calm. Castiel slowly lowered the fork and edged back into his seat. “That’s it. Now, Dean, be a dear and bring me the salt.”

“Taste it first,” Dean said over his shoulder and Castiel glared up at him. Dean shrugged his shoulders giving him a come on expression and Castiel was going to absolutely lose it if Dean’s irrational hatred of people seasoning their food before they tasted it was what actually got him killed.

Crowley laughed lowly, giving a tilt of his head as he used his fork to dig into the omelet. Steam billowed out, the scent of cheese and vegetables strong as Crowley forked a piece into his mouth. He rested his hands against the table’s edge as he chewed and gave another tilt of his head.

“You’re right. It’s perfect. Thank you, Dean.” Dean made to walk back to the stove but Crowley’s grip tightened, the gun pressing harder into his lower back. “Manners, lad.”

“You’re welcome,” Dean gritted out and Crowley finally released him, Castiel watching him pass and had to settle himself at the sight of the red mark left by the gun barrel at the base of Dean’s spine.

Crowley grinned at Castiel. “Nice little set up you got here. Stupid. But nice.”

“I don’t have the weapon.”

Crowley lifted a finger. “Ah but you have the location of the weapon. And what protections have gone into keeping nasty men like me from getting to it.”

“I was on the extraction team. You know very well that extraction and security don’t have anything to do with each other once the handoff is made.”

Crowley gave him a tart smile. “I also know very well that they trust you to handle both. Again…” Crowley’s eyes lifted over his shoulder but Castiel kept his gaze on Crowley, feeling Dean move around him to slide an omelet onto his plate. “Stupid.” The whisper of Dean’s fingers on his shoulder made every muscle in his body tense and Dean immediately pulled away.

“I don’t have the location of the weapon. I only have the drop-off location.”

Crowley pressed his lips together, displeased. “You also have the activation codes.”

Castiel hesitated, listening to the sizzle of eggs in the pan. “I have the self-destruct codes.”

Crowley grinned cheerfully, digging into his omelet. “Good enough for me.” Crowley’s eyes moved to Dean again and Castiel fought the urge to snap his fingers to regain Crowley’s attention. He didn’t have to. Crowley looked at him again, then gestured at his plate. “Eat!”

Castiel dutifully picked up his fork and speared into the omelet, shoving a bite into his mouth that took all the skin off the roof of his mouth. He chewed anyway. Dean was making his way back over, sliding his own omelet onto the final plate before turning to place the pan back on the stove. He hesitated there for a moment.

“Sit down, Dean we don’t want your breakfast getting cold.”

“It’s a little early for me.” Dean’s voice was controlled and even as he spoke to the stove.

Crowley rolled his eyes and cocked his gun. Dean’s shoulders tensed. “Get your pretty little ass over here and eat your breakfast, Dean Winchester. Or I’ll put a bullet in your boyfriend’s kneecap.”

Dean turned abruptly, hurrying to sit in the chair between the two men. He grabbed his fork and immediately sawed off a bite and shoved it in his mouth, chewing diligently. Crowley watched him as he opened his mouth to allow steam to exit, continuing to chew laboriously until he swallowed. Crowley grinned.

“He really is darling, Castiel.” Crowley’s eyes were roving over his face as Dean kept his eyes on his plate, cutting off another piece to shove into his mouth. “Didn’t give anything away and I put him through the wringer a bit there.” Crowley used the gun to indicate the hit to Dean’s head.

“Looks to me like he put you through it,” Castiel commented as he speared another piece of omelet contemplating it. “Must be humiliating to have your nose broken by a civilian.” Castiel ate it.

“Not nearly as humiliating as stripping him down so I could really appreciate him before he started cooking.”

Castiel stilled. Dean normally slept in his underwear. Castiel had figured that Crowley had gotten him out of bed at this late hour but then he remembered Dean had an event tonight. Castiel glanced at Dean, sucking in a deep breath, and over the smell of breakfast, he caught a whiff of Dean’s body wash, noted his hair was a little darker than normal, just the slightest bit damp. Dean’s eyes were closed, his jaw set as he held his fork in his fist and Castiel saw red.

Swift as a viper Castiel’s hand shot out, the fork sinking into the tendons of Crowley’s wrist, the same one holding the gun, as Castiel’s other hand went over the barrel, stopping the slide when Crowley attempted to pull the trigger. Dean had flung himself backward, chair skidding against the linoleum until he crashed back into the cabinets. One quick jab to the face, groaning through the pain of a fork stabbing into his chest just over his heart, Castiel managed to twist the gun in Crowley’s hand, his fingers limp from the damaged tendons, and without another thought, Castiel put a bullet in his brain and three more in the center of his chest.

Castiel was breathing hard, adrenaline scalding through his veins as he stared at the lifeless body sprawled back in the chair, brain matter and bits of skull spraying the wall behind him. His heart began to slow. The threat had been neutralized.

“Jesus fucking Christ.”

Castiel’s head whipped to the side, finding Dean still sitting, wide eyes filling with tears as his hands gripped the side of his chair frozen. Castiel hit his knees immediately, moving to tuck the gun into his belt behind his back before he cupped Dean’s face gingerly. Dean was shaking all over, teeth chattering and Castiel immediately shrugged out of his trench, a motion that sent pain shooting across his chest. He cursed, looking down and finding the fork still stuck in the meat of his pectoral muscle. He ripped it out, angrily tossing it aside before looking back at Dean just in time to see a single tear slip over his lashes and down his cheek.

Castiel gathered up the coat and threw it around Dean’s semi-naked form, pulling him off the chair and into his arms. Dean went willingly, his arms going around Castiel’s neck as he planted a knee on either side of Cas’ perching in his lap. Castiel ran one large hand up and down Dean’s back, shushing him as he trembled and cried quietly into Castiel’s neck, his other hand delving back into Dean’s hair. Castiel sucked in a deep breath that was all Dean, shampoo and body wash, and the unique scent of his skin. Castiel huffed it out in a sigh, hands going to Dean’s biceps to push him back so he could see his face.

“Dean.” Castiel held his face in his hands and Dean sniffled, shaking hands coming up to clutch at Castiel’s wrists. “Dean, I need you to be honest with me. Did he hurt you?”Dean shook his head, sniffling again. “Did he touch you at all?”

Dean shook his head again, swallowing hard. “N-no. He just watched me shower. The creep.” Dean let out a breath of a chuckle before he shook his head, squeezing his eyes shut and tears cascaded down his face. Castiel snatched him close and Dean held on for dear life. “C-Cas?”

“Yes, Dean.”

“You killed a guy in my kitchen.”

“I’m sorry about that.”

“You really weren’t kidding when you said your job was dangerous.” Castiel grumbled, holding him tighter and Dean pressed his face to Castiel’s neck. “Is it weird I wanna know how your omelet was?”

Castiel couldn’t help it, he laughed, pressing a kiss to Dean’s uninjured temple and Dean gave a watery laugh of his own.

“It could’ve used some salt.”

“Oh fuck you. Salt. Jesus.”

“Dean I’m-“

“Don’t.” Dean pulled back, reaching up to wipe at his face. “I’ve seen this part of this movie a thousand times. You’re gonna say you’re sorry because we can’t be together it’s too dangerous, blah blah.”

“Actually that’s not what I was going to say.”

Dean’s brow crinkled. “No?”

Castiel shook his head. “I was going to say I’m sorry you probably won’t get your deposit back.” Dean glanced over at the carnage behind the dead body sitting at his kitchen table. Castiel cocked his head to the side. “You’re taking this remarkably well.”

“I’m pretty sure I’m in shock.” Dean gave a sharp shake of his head as he tore his eyes away from the body and gave a shiver. “Do you need to like… call this in or… You’re hurt!” Dean’s hand immediately went to Castiel’s chest which was bleeding sluggishly.

“I’m fine. Nothing a bandage and a tetanus shot can’t fix.” Castiel ran a hand over Dean’s hair. “I’m sorry.”

“I hate that wallpaper, Cas, maybe the landlord will finally get rid of it.”

“No, I mean… when the shock wears off you’ll-“

“Still want to be with you,” Dean insisted arms tightening around Castiel’s shoulders. “Yeah that guy found me because of you but you also neutralized the threat.” Castiel felt a smile tug at his lips at Dean using his jargon.

“I let my emotions get the best of me.” Castiel touched Dean’s face gently. “It was a dumb move stabbing him. It’s sheer luck I didn’t get either of us killed.”

Dean turned his head, kissing the heel of Castiel’s hand. “You’re just a lucky guy, Cas.” Dean gave him a big smile, the one that never failed to render Castiel speechless. “You got me after all.”

Castiel huffed a laugh, his head dropping to Dean’s shoulder, and let his arms curl nearly double around him. Sirens could be heard in the distance, likely one of Dean’s neighbors called the cops at the sound of gunshots and Castiel relaxed into Dean’s hold as he began to hum “Secret Agent Man.”

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