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Just relax for a second, Dean…

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December 13: Dean and Cas

There’s a new dress code in place if you want an audience with Rowena.

Dean and Cas wearing Rowena’s red outfits. Though I improvised a bit with the red dress and added glitter ;3

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CAKE OR DEATH ON AO3

fuck or die + tentacles

Rating: Explicit Words: 2,863 Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern with Magic, Tentacles, Cecaelia Castiel, Fuck Or Die, Porn with Feelings, Roommates, Friends to Lovers, Witch Castiel, Curses Summary:

“It’s a cursed fertility idol,” Cas says. “It compels procreative activity by causing discomfort, to severe pain, to death, the longer you go without having sex.”

“Death?” Dean repeats. “Fuck or death?”

for the anonymous prompter

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which fanfic writer problem are you?

fic hopper: working on a wip and don’t know where to go next? easy, just work on a different wip, then if that one doesn’t work out, open a different one, it’s foolproof!

all my tropes are dead: there are only so many ways you can describe a kiss, and you’ve written so many between this pairing that you’re running out of ways, don’t talk to me about the words ‘chaste’ and ‘soft’ ever again

unsung hero: im writing a fic under a certain set of tags or concepts to get more hits but the real story is about __ extremely specific thing that only i and two of my closest friends care about 

rarepair hell: self-explanatory 

wlw rarepair hell: like rarepair hell but one level worse

my last braincell: you’re a perfectionist so you’ll either post this chapter when it’s perfect or not at all 

wandering eye: a side element or original character you introduced in your story is now near and dear to your heart but no one else will care about it 

im well educated and will kick your ass: you’ve done so much research for this but can’t seem to write the damn thing 

all talk and no action: you were going good until you got to this necessary climactic action scene and now it’ll have to wait for three months 

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They haven't kissed.

When Dean rescued Cas from the empty, he had this big elaborate speech that mixed in how much of a dumbass Cas was and how in love Dean was. Of course, it was supposed to end with a big kiss. One that he imagined would have been the greatest kiss of his life, one that made it feel like fireworks like in those movies. Course that didn't happen, though.

Instead, Dean remembers running towards Cas, pulling him into a hug, and then zip. Fin. Nada. And there was an explanation for that. Dean passed out. It wasn't his greatest moment, but Sam says the mixture of adrenaline, relief, and lack of sleep must have just hit him all at once that he just passed out. And now Dean has yet to kiss the damn angel.

Maybe he would have tried again with the big romantic gesture, but Dean was embarrassed. Not only that, but he still has yet to figure out what they are now. Friends? Best friends? Definitely not lovers if the most Dean can make himself do is hold Cas's hand but then what?

Maybe it would be easier if Cas took the lead in this, but that little shit is acting like everything is fan-freaking-tastic. As if Dean is not in the background screaming for answers. Yeah, sure, maybe Dean should ask a question first, but Cas should know better than to expect that from him.

But maybe that's the fucking point. Maybe that's what Cas wanted. He already used his dying words to express his feelings, so he may just be waiting for Dean to do the same. That poor son of bitch better not hold his breath on that because the more time passes, the more Dean wishes a hole will open up and swallow him whole with no way to escape. The guilty pressure he is feeling to just admit his feelings out loud is just getting heavier, scaring him away from making any sort of confession. Maybe if Cas said something, he could respond, but if not...they are fucked. And not in the way Dean wanted.

He tried to show his feelings with dates and stuff, but Cas always acted like they were just hanging out. He even acts as if holding hands wasn't a big deal. Did he not understand? Maybe that's it. Maybe Cas just doesn't understand human emotion, as well as Dean has hoped, and maybe the confession wasn't of romantic love...maybe-

"Dean? Are you listening?"

Dean blinked and looked at his shoulder to see Cas glaring at him. How long has Cas been resting his head on Dean's shoulder? Who knows, but the question should be, when did Dean get so used to it that he didn't even notice?

"You know," Cas lifted his head up to look at Dean head-on. "If I am boring you, you can just tell me. I just thought you would enjoy the dinosaur story."

"Sorry. Sorry."

Cas frowns at that. "What were you thinking about?"

There is a lot of things Dean could answer this question with. Most importantly, he could answer it with a lie. A nice wonderful lie that won't show any of his true feelings or intentions. Making them continue to tiptoe around the subject of them.

Yeah. Yeah, that sounds like a great plan. The best plan, actually, but of course, Dean would find a way to ruin it.

Friends kiss each other in the mouth, right? Even if they are in their 40s? Or however old Cas is.

"Dean?"

Actions. He can do actions. It's the words that keep holding him back, but maybe, if he just knew for sure that Cas wanted him the same way, then maybe the words will spill out. He's just under a lot of pressure right now because this whole love thing is just not his playing field. Not romantic love, at least because he knew how this ends. The same way it did before.

Broken heart.

Fuck. He's scaring himself! He needs to stop because this is Cas. Castiel. Died for him one time too many Castiel. Always coming back to him Castiel. Always there for him Castiel. His best friend, who he can't live without because it felt like he'll go crazy. He has. Life without Cas is dark, but he had him now.

He just wanted to make sure Cas knew he had him.

"I missed you." Dean didn't know where those words came from, and it wasn't until they slipped out that he realized he never said them before. But, judging by Cas's complete shock, they were unexpected for him too.

"I'm...I'm back now." Cas looked at him, head angled in the way that would be perfect for kissing, but he looked worried. "Were you ignoring me cause you were missing me?"

He was teasing, but Dean heard the worried tone he was trying to hide.

Dean shook his head, gently reaching up to slide his hand to the back of Cas's neck. His fingers touching the growing hair at the back, feeling the warmth growing under his palm.

He could ask now. Ask all the questions that needed answering. Mostly the one he has been asking himself for weeks; what the fuck are they now to each other? What label could he give Cas? What label did he want to give Cas?

"Dean?" His voice was quiet this time, soft and hesitant but lacking patience.

Dean has been making the first moves on everything they have been doing so far. Just testing the waters, but Cas must have had enough of that bullshit because he now had a pair of stiff lips pressed against his.

The kiss sucked ass--they were nervous fuck off--but it sure as fuck did give Dean the kick in the ass that he needed to finally admit, "I love you."

Breathless. Like a teen nerdy girl confessing to the popular dude in school but lucky for him, the boy confessed back.

"I love you."

And the second kiss, he was sure he saw fireworks.

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chunky dean and his good friend cas from a pandemic neighbors au

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Sometimes, after decades of repression and trauma, Dean still forgets he’s been officially Allowed to Have Nice Things™ and just realizes

Cas enjoys reminding him. 

And Sam, well. Sam cereals, snarks, and suffers. 

This was based off some of my patrons mentioning they enjoy blushing Dean and winged Cas so here we are. Besides, I’ve had a need for drawing cheesy therapy fluff. I hope you like :) 

(Please don’t repost.)

PS: This is in no way meant to be bi-erasure, just btw.  (I’m biro myself.) I just think “gay for Cas” is closer to Dean’s vernacular.

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UNDER WATER, BREATHING FINE

for the @acespnminibang

Author: @sharkfish | Artist: @alexiescherryslurpy

Rating: Explicit Words: 11,907 Tags: Alternate Universe - BDSM, Dom Castiel/Sub Dean Winchester, Gentle Dom Castiel, Asexual Castiel, Explicit Sexual Content, Masturbation, Friends to Lovers, Idiots in Love, Impact Play, Marijuana, Praise Kink Summary:

“You were perfect tonight,” Cas says, voice hushed into a murmur. “Such a good, sweet boy.”

This is enough, Dean tells himself. This is more than he could’ve dreamed, so it has to be enough.

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After Dean retires, the first thing that changes is his hair.

It’s not exactly on purpose. He just puts off cutting it one day, and then the next, and the next, and the next, until suddenly he’s got locks of hair long enough to tuck behind his ears. 

Cas likes it, so the new hairstyle stays.

Next comes the jewelry.

That’s a little more deliberate. He and Cas get married in a small ceremony one quiet day in September. They exchange rings and try not to cry at “’til death do us part” (well, Dean tries. Cas lets the tears flow freely, unaware that they’re something he should be self-conscious about).

Dean likes the look of a wedding ring on his finger but there’s something too conspicuous, almost vulnerable, about it by itself. So he starts wearing Mom’s ring again to keep it company.

A woven bracelet joins them soon after, a small impulse buy at a gas station in Wyoming. Dean attaches a pentacle charm to it, not because it serves any real protective function but just because he likes the look of it.

A thick leather cuff comes next, on the same wrist, and then a third bracelet on the other, with black and ivory beads shaped like tiny skulls. He gets another ring, also shaped like a skull, just because it’s something fifteen year old Dean would have loved.

Then, on his forty-second birthday, Claire gives him a nose ring. 

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dean sighed a content sound of pleasure as cas' fingers softly moved through his hair; twirling strands gently before massaging along his scalp.

"it's getting too long," dean admitted, and cas' hand stilled for a moment before tugging just a little.

"no it's not," cas said, fingertips moving again as he stroked through dean's hair.

they were lying on the couch. or, dean was at least. cas was sat up, with a book balancing on the arm of the chair as he read. dean wasn't sure when exactly he'd gotten comfortable and rested his head against cas' thigh, but the angel had almost immediately started carding fingers through his hair and dean was caught in a trance.

it felt good. so so good. such a simple touch; grounding and comforting.

there was still a plate of half eaten tacos on the table, and two empty bottles of beer. dean knew he should get up and clean the dishes, but cas' hands kept their steady dance through the strands of his hair, and it was too good to move away.

"you like it? longer, i mean?" dean asked, tilting his head until he could catch cas' gaze.

cas glanced down, a soft smile on his face as he shifted to trail fingertips over dean's temple and under his eyes before settling on his cheek. "i do. you look... happy. healthier and more content."

"is that a good thing?" dean teased quietly.

"i've never been more in love with you than i am right now," cas murmured.

the confession burned warm into dean's cheeks, and he tilted his head until he could kiss cas' palm.

"i guess i could keep my hair longer," dean said, huffing a breath along the inside of cas' wrist just to see him shudder.

when cas resumed his gentle touches through his hair, dean smiled and closed his eyes. oh yes, he could definitely get used to this.

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all i could think about while i was drawing this was that time dean was like rules? sexy rules??

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me: i love this fic idea i cant wait to write it

me writing the actual fic:

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not only was jenny ankles saying dean didn’t even think it possible for cas to feel romantic love simply diabolical, it also makes for such a delicious miscommunication because dean is the dumbest man alive and even after the confession would be like oh god but what if he didn’t really feel that and he just thought he did😳 he couldn’t possibly love me that way because angels can’t do that which means i tricked him into thinking he’s in love with me and now he’s dead because of it!😧

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Milkshake date

Inspired by this super adorable prompt ficlet by @bend-me-shape-me

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"Up Close and Personal" - Digital Oil Painting

I'll take any excuse to paint the boys nekkid, LOL. NSFW version available on Waterfall and on my Patreon. (Minors, do not interact!)

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It is a painful truth that actually none of my fics are abandoned, no, not even the ones that haven’t updated in five years. I still know exactly what happens next, and after that, and so on. They’re not abandoned; they’re right here, haunting me, characters climbing up my pants like kittens nagging for dinner.