#vin.pdf

[naughtystiel]

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FISHERMEN!AU

In the past Dean scared him almost as much as the roaring sea. With his unpredictable temper it felt like being swallowed by anger, crashing between waves, fighting for survival. Some nights Castiel wondered why Dean could act so bitter, what experiences moulded him into the man he was today.

ELDRITCH TERROR!AU

If Castiel saw him on the street the word evil wouldn’t even cross his mind. “You're lying. How would I know you?”

“We have a very long history.” Dean smiled, but then his face fell and his eyes flashed black. He licked his lips before whispering, “Decades of terror.”

LOST BET/DRESS UP!AU

“Why are there so many of them in here?”

“Dear brother, I can assure you that one razor will not be enough to get your hot legs silky smooth.” Gabriel smiled mischievously, “Unless you wanna try waxing?”

EDINBURGH!AU

A leaf crunched under Castiel's boot and he stopped, glancing down. The yellow leaves kept skating on the pavement with the wind, as if they were chasing one another. He wondered what piece would match their little dance as they flew higher and higher until they slowly and gracefully descended back to the ground.

GRIEVING A PET!AU

The hard wooden floor was like an anchor that kept Dean at bay. His gaze flicked up to the window, morning light was peeking through blinds and bathed the room in a soft glow. It was peaceful, beautiful - the complete opposite of the storm that was raging in his heart.

70S!AU

On top of that, the attractive fucker had the audacity to raise his glass towards Dean before he took an anguishing slow sip, not breaking their eye contact. Then, he winked and walked away with his glass like it was nothing.

GODSTIEL!AU

“Confess.”

“I don’t understand!” Dean cried out, punching the wooden wall with his fist. It stung, but the pain quickly got muted by the frustration. Suddenly, the door of the confession booth flew open and there were hands on his collar, those blue eyes staring right at him. “Confess! What do you want? What do you crave?”

“You.” Dean breathed out, the realisation dawning on him. Christ, he wanted Castiel.

GRINDR!AU

Rich and vivid burgundy satin made Castiel hungry, not necessarily for the pizza currently being displayed in front of him, but for something that he craved way more. He swallowed thickly when he heard his name.

“Huh?” he croaked out, embarrassed by his own thoughts. Come on, he wasn’t some horny teenager, but he would lie if he said it wasn’t a while since he got laid.

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