probablydestiel

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They’re lesbians, Harold.

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Hey fellow demonic entities - it’s me: your favorite bisexual demon.

In honor of all of the lemons y’all have written about me over the years, I wanna give something back.

This is a giveaway for a Giant Ceramic Lemon.

You heard me correctly.

I’m giving away

a fucking

Giant Ceramic Lemon

because why the fuck not

Reblog and/or like this post however many times you to enter want I don’t give a shit you’re getting a fucking lemon. Don’t care what country just go for it. Winner will be chosen via random number generator. 

The quarter is just for size reference you don’t get the fucking quarter

You don’t have to be following me you just have to want a giant-ass lemon.

Enter before October 12th for a chance to win

and I can’t stress this enough -

A Giant Ceramic Lemon.

 (idk it feels like a day some people might end up being bitter about)

A big thanks to @purgatory-jar for coming back into the bunker to draw me in another pose. 

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deanbenny sketchin aka i can only draw kisses one way

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Hey there, Friends!  How would you like to own a printed copy of Cursed or Not with cover art by @linneart?

IT’S GIVEAWAY TIME!!

I am going to give away 5 copies of this fic to random drawing winners.  The rules:

1 Like and 1 Reblog will count as an entry, for up to 2 entries per person.

You must be willing to give me your shipping information.

I will ship internationally.

The drawing will be on Saturday, November 26.

I will attempt to contact you via Tumblr Ask and Tumblr Messaging for your shipping info.  If you do not respond within 72 hours, I will draw a new name.

After the drawing, I will make the fic available for purchase but it will have a plain cover instead of fanart.  So if you don’t win, there’s still a chance to get a printed version later :)

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Yay! You’re out of school for the summer! (and this is late eeehhh, yikes)Gift from fvckingjensen ❤

Pairing: Dean/Cas Rating: Explicit Tags: Bottom!Dean, Dom!Dean, Top!Cas, Sub!Cas, Orgasm Denial, Dirty Talk, Bondage (mild)

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Pretty Baby

Dean, Castiel, and pet play.

Warning: pet play, spanking, sub!Cas, bottom!Cas, dom!Dean, top!Dean, established relationship, mentions of consensual somnophilia.

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Holy, holy, holy. 

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Watercolor in the back seat

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so it’s not exactly being bent over a table

but i imagine they’ll get there

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This is so cheesy but…I couldn’t help myself.

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Unfinished Works of 2015 8/?

French Maid Cas for @cecisghost

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Support Your Local Gay Beekeeper

Based on this post, because I love Cas and Bees together. NSFW, ~4K

AO3

Charlie, of all people, was the one who told him about the app.

A lesbian told him about Grindr.

“A Dating App?” Dean asked, his nose scrunching in disgust. Charlie gives a wry snort of laughter

“I wouldn’t exactly say it’s for dating,” Charlie explains. “It’s a hook-up app, y’know, like Tindr, but, like, exclusively for gay men.”

“I’m not gay,” Dean blurts out.

“Bi, then. Occasionally craving penis. Whatever,” Charlie says. “I’m just letting you know in case you want to,” she makes a vague gesture with her hand, “explore your options.” Dean licks at his lips and looks at the app for a moment. He doesn’t want to argue the point with Charlie further (God knows, that’s the last thing you want to do with a woman who has a doctorate in human sexuality), so he just thanks her and downloads it to his phone.

A week later, he actually opens an account. A week after that, he starts his first chat with a random bear of a dude who wants Dean to call him “Daddy.”

It’s not like he goes on it very often, just when he’s bored and alone. Dean is too paranoid when Sam’s at the apartment that he’ll look over Dean’s shoulder and ask him what he’s doing. Dean’s sex life if none of his business, anyway. He waits for those evenings when Sam is at a study group or out with his girlfriend and there’s nothing on the DVR.

Nights like tonight, for example.

He switches off the TV and settles onto the couch as he opens Grindr. He browses through his favorites and checks if there are any new chat messages before checking for anyone in the local area. Several little blue arrows pop up on the map and Dean smiles to himself. At random, he picks an arrow and checks out the guy’s profile.

After a few minutes of searching, Dean begins to get bored. He taps on one more arrow and another profile pops up.

Beekeeper. Age 29, 5’10”, 160 lbs, White, currently single. The picture is clearly a selfie off his phone; an overhead shot of a guy with spectacularly blue eyes and dark hair in an all-white jumpsuit and gloves, holding up a piece of dripping honeycomb, bees still crawling over it.The blurb beneath his name reads “I watch the bees.”

It’s so ridiculously twee and out-of-place on a hook-up app that Dean has to laugh. The more he looks at the photo, though, the more intrigued he is by this guy.

He has to send a message.

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cas and dean having happy warm sleepy sex early in the morning, cas already sat on dean’s cock and riding him slow and dean practically purring praises into his skin as he kisses at cas’ cheek and shoulder and temple just “that’s right honey, such a sweet thing for me- attaboy, that’s it” and it’s their favorite time of the day

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Sometimes when they have sex, it’s not frantic or violent or rushed. Sometimes Cas is half asleep when Dean crawls into bed, sliding his hand between Cas’s thighs and brushing over his soft skin. Cas rolls onto his back and spreads his legs in invitation, sleepily mumbling out assurances that Dean can do anything he wants. Dean just smiles and kisses down his spine, lower and lower until Castiel is squirming and gasping against the sheets, Dean’s tongue pressed against his rim. He ruts into the mattress with Dean’s fingers digging bruises into his hips and moans soft and high when he comes with a shudder into the sheets beneath them. When he tries to reciprocate, reaching for Dean’s half-hard cock and blinking blearily, Dean just bats his hand away and pulls Cas close, tugging up the covers until they’re both warm and fast asleep wrapped in each other’s arms