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samsrowena · 2 months
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deancaskiss · 11 months
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for a long time, dean denies that there’s anything serious going on between him and cas. even if that’s what his heart yearns for. he tells himself over and over that cas just wants dean out of hunger, out of desire, because angels can’t fall in love… cas can’t fall in love.
but dean can’t stop himself from falling; it was too late from the very first touch, the very first rushed kiss. but it’s not serious. it’s not real….
until it is real.
until, one morning, cas comes into the kitchen, where sam and eileen and jack are all sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast as dean finishes making bacon. cas walks up behind dean and brushes a kiss across the back of dean’s neck, murmuring a soft, “hello dean.”
and when dean turns around, about to say good morning to cas even though he was startled by cas’ overt display of affection in front of everyone- an unspoken rule they’d never crossed before, that everything between them was for their eyes only- he realizes something monumental.
cas isn’t wearing his usual suit and trenchcoat. no. instead, he’s wearing dean’s led zeppelin tshirt that dean had been wearing yesterday- the one cas had thrown on the floor before they’d tumbled into bed between gasped breaths and desperate kisses- with one of dean’s hoodies tied around his waist.
before dean can say anything, cas leans in, pressing their lips together in a kiss; soft and tender, in a way cas has never kissed him before.
in the back of dean’s mind, he registers that this is the first time cas has ever worn something of his. the first time cas has walked around in dean’s clothes like they belong to him.
when dean breaks the kiss, cas has that beautiful soft smile on his face that makes dean feel weak in the knees. he knots his hand into the collar of cas shirt to steady himself… his tshirt that cas is wearing, and he utters in shock, “you’re wearing my clothes.”
cas laugh, rolling his eyes fondly as he says, “good morning to you too, dean.”
and that. that right there. that’s when dean realizes it is something serious. because when cas leans in again, and dean meets him halfway, the kiss is just as gentle and sweet as the last.
the kiss. cas wearing dean’s clothes. kissing right there in the kitchen at breakfast where their entire family is currently teasing them and loudly yelling about bets lost or won.
dean knows it now.
cas loves him, too.
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angelfishofthelord · 1 year
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-american teenager, ethel cain-
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thisisapaige · 1 year
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for suptober22 day 13: morning after
Dean wanted to blame the beer, but he only had one.
Dean wanted to blame the lack of beds, but there were two.
Dean wanted to blame the cold, but it was summer in the south.
He reached across the bed, running his fingers across the strong stubbed jaw of the one lying across from him. He couldn’t believe the night before, couldn’t believe they did that, and couldn’t believe he had no desire to run out of the motel room before the person woke up.
Not that the person could wake up. He didn’t sleep. He was an angel, after all. An angel whose bright blue eyes shone in the sunlight peeking from between the slats of the window blinds. An angel, naked except for the sheets pulled up to his waist, with his skin marked with memories of last night. He could heal it if he wanted, but instead, he kept the reminder of Dean.
Dean smiled. “Morning, Cas.”
Cas grabbed Dean and kissed him, pushing him down into the mattress and making sure that morning became good, became great, became grand.
Dean didn’t have anything to blame for this. He should thank everything that made it happen.
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mybrainproblems · 1 year
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okay so. canon divergent AU of 06x02 two and a half men where dean decides that fuck this he is not handing over a defenseless baby to his shady hunter relatives who clearly have some unknown ulterior motive and rancid vibes.
so dean just. peaces out with bobby jr (the 'john' gets dropped real quick) and retires from hunting. finds a small city somewhere in the midwest (i volunteer actual sioux falls bc it's a cool little midwestern city) and he doesn't love being in a city at first but it gives him and his shapeshifter baby a little bit more anonymity than a small town, but is still near-ish to bobby (who lives somewhere outside of either oacoma or deadwood).
lisa isn't really up for another kid so they have an amicable breakup and he goes to live out his single dad life. cas starts to pop in every so often and ends up really liking bobby jr. and is surprisingly good with kids so he just... keeps coming over more! and dean spends most of s6 trying not to get dragged back into hunting but it's hard when there's so much happening and he keeps trying to justify cas' shady behavior to everyone bc he's so good with bobby jr! how could he be a bad angel person?!
basically you have a season that splits between the actual plot of s6 minus dean and then dean being a single dad and cas kinda-sorta co-parenting. and cas wants to abandon the heaven civil war and tell crowley to get fucked so bad. but he can't! bc he has to protect dean and bobby jr!! so 06x20 tmwwbk hits even worse bc it's not just that dean feels betrayed by cas, it's dean and his son who cas was what? playing house with him while in bed with crowley?
anyway. thoughts thoughts thoughts! need to rewatch s6 to really get a proper handle on how it all goes but. i am compelled by this possibility.
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hauntedpearl · 2 years
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Lael's (inspired by @skepticalfrog's fic)
like most people, my relationship with God and religion isn't all that... straightforward. like most people I'm always trying to unentangle my own faith in the universe and people and everything from what I was taught to believe in growing up. i don't know if there's a God. i don't know that it matters. but i do feel like the world would be a better place if we believed that God was an old Guatemalan man who runs a diner in Kansas. that He is in the impressions of kindness in this world, wherever they may be. isn't that kind of the whole point of it, anyway?
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birbgalaxy · 2 years
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back to my spn roots (rainbow wings)
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castiel · 2 years
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drabble day 4: memories
from @deancaskiss bex’s august drabble prompts
for most people, the memory of their significant other saying those three little words for the first time, is a good one.
but not for dean.
“we’re all out of cereal and milk so jack and i are going to pick some up. love you.”
dean’s heart dropped in his chest and he stumbled to where cas was leaning in the doorway, throwing his arms around him and burying his face into cas’s shoulder.
“you’re coming back.”
it wasn’t a question but cas answered anyways.
“of course, dean.” he pulled away a slightly to cup dean’s cheek. “… are you sure you don’t want me to remove the memory?”
dean leaned into cas’s touch and looked back and forth between his eyes. they’d already lost so much.
he shook his head. “i don’t want to lose another second with you.”
cas kissed him softly. “then you won’t. do you want to come with us to the store?”
dean smiled through his tears.
“i’d love to.”
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misha-fucker · 2 years
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sweetheart (condescending) || ao3
It starts when Dean and Cas are bickering about a case, trying to figure out what the fuck was killing all these people. The only clue they have is the blood was completely drained from the victims’ bodies through an IV and there were at least two of them working together.
They had been arguing over whether it was a group of vampires (Dean’s theory) or vetalas (Cas’ theory) for the past hour at a local diner.
"Okay sweetheart," Dean says, sarcasm dripping with each syllable. "I guess we'll see soon. There they go." He points to a shady group he recognizes from the CCTV footage.
Cas shoots him a withering glare as they slide out of the booth. Dean pulls out his wallet and drops a couple bills on the table, and when he looks up, Cas is already out the door, dramatically flinging the door open.
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angelcaswinchester · 2 years
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hi y’all, just wanted to update my backup blog a lil! new url and new theme <3
🎆 fireworksdeancas >>> bumblebeedeancas 🐝
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birbs-in-space · 2 years
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i'm not very sure how to promo fics, but to everyone who was interested in the gardener dean stuff, i ended up writing a fic about it for a friend of mine! it's all very silly and slice-of-life and if you enjoyed that, you might enjoy this!
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greener, still || 9128 words || -> [AO3] <-
In the end, Dean takes up gardening, Cas takes up hoyas, and Jack starts to find his place in the world. ​
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samsrowena · 4 months
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deancaskiss · 1 year
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I just think dean would accidentally compliment cas all the time- little slips of his unfiltered thoughts threatening to spill out of dean’s head when it comes to cas that dean really can’t control. “you’re good with your hands,” dean says as cas is casually twisting an angel blade between his fingers. cas immediately jerks his head up to look at dean in shock, and dean contemplates smacking his head into the wall because who even says things like that? “only you can make a trenchcoat look both handsome and sexy,” dean mutters when cas walks past, trenchcoat ruffling, and cas almost trips over himself. dean wishes the ground would swallow him whole because what the actual hell did he really just say that out loud? “for someone who’s so dorky, you’re incredibly strong,” dean says, eyes lingering on cas’ biceps, and when cas locks eyes with dean and dean realizes he’s been caught checking cas out, dean immediately spins on his heel and marches out of the room as fast as he can because oh god did cas really just figure out that dean was completely ogling and drooling over his strength?
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angelfishofthelord · 1 year
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-sun bleached flies, ethel cain-
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thisisapaige · 1 year
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for suptober22 day 16: red
Cas pushed Dean against the concrete wall in the alley. The neon lights of the motel sign overhead, old and buzzing, flashed red. It was like a warning, a siren, a call for Dean to run away. Dean didn’t run. The passionate fire in Cas’s eyes fascinated Dean. He wanted to see if the flame would destroy him.
It was dangerous to let a powerful angel manhandle him like that. Cas could disintegrate him with a thought and a flare of holy light. Despite that, Dean was pliant, turned to putty, and let Cas do what he wanted. The danged excited Dean. It made him feel something. He hadn’t felt something like this since Hell.
Cas was yelling, shouting, his powerful booming voice echoing down the empty backstreet. The vibrations of it made Dean shiver, not unpleasantly, down to his core. Cas’s hands were hard and harsh on Dean’s shoulders. It could bruise him. It could mark him. Dean hoped it would. That way, he’d know Cas cared.
And Cas’s lips were close, so close. Dean stared at them, at how they moved, at how they were dry, and at how they would feel to touch.
Well, he was a dead man walking. Why shouldn’t he find out?
Cas cut off mid-sentence with a startled choking noise when Dean pressed their lips together. At first, Cas was hard and unyielding, but then Dean was shoved up against the wall by Cas’s big, strong body, and Cas was kissing him. Cas was kissing him with an open mouth and eager tongue which was quick to learn what Dean liked. Cas was still pissed, still seething, but he directed those feelings into dragging his teeth across Dean’s lower lip, into gripping Dean’s hips and holding him close, into keeping Dean in place with the force of his fury.
Dean grabbed the back of Cas’s neck and pulled him closer. It would burn them, would consume them both in a sea of red until nothing was left of them but blackened ash. Dean was ready.
A breeze cooled Dean, and he wasn’t in the alleyway anymore. He was standing in Bobby's house, both his brother and surrogate father figure staring at their sudden arrivals with dropped jaws.
“What the hell happened to him?” Sam asked.
“Me,” Cas growled.
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mybrainproblems · 1 year
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Post-canon where Dean and Cas "retire" and set up a business as paranormal home inspectors and supernatural remediation specialists.
Ain't nobody gonna pass up a gorgeous well-maintained farm house with original fixtures and wainscoting from the 1860s even if it's haunted as all get out when the owner is selling it for 70% market rate. Which is where Winchester Home Inspections & Paranormal Remediation comes in!
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