winchesters and angel with soul

The one where Dean and Cas are college students and they hook up at a bar

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(based on a true story)

Castiel stared at Dean’s laptop, completely in awe, smiling pridefully at himself. The electronic screen of the computer illuminated on his face, making his eyes grow tired because of the past research he’s been doing in the middle of the night.

Dean would be so happy!

Now all he had to do was wait for him to come back to the bunker.

Trying to figure out how to not be bored — something that has happened to him since he turned human; a very monotonous thing — Castiel looked around the library, searching for some type of book to read.

He found one and sat down in his original seat. He hoped ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’ would be a good choice. If not, then maybe he could give it to Dean and hopefully he would like it.

-

Turns out, it was not. Castiel had read it in approximately ten minutes and it was the most weirdest piece of literature the ex-angel thinks he’s ever read.

The imagery of burning it in his head, he stood up to go and do so. However, once he stood up, his Led Zeppelin (curtesy of Dean) t-shirt clung to him with sweat. Although it was late January, it was still hot as fuck in Lebanon.

“Cas!” Dean called out. “I’m back! Are you here?”

Castiel could hear the smile in his voice. Placing down the book, Castiel closed his eyes to zap over to Dean on the indoor balcony.

Oh yeah. No powers.

He awkwardly waited for Dean to walk down the steps, and then he ran to the bottom as Dean jumped in his arms.

“Hey, baby…” he muttered into Castiel’s neck. “Missed me that much?”

Castiel nodded his head up and down. Thumbing Dean’s hipbones, Castiel tried to pick him up but he couldn’t.

Too weak.

Dean noticed that Castiel acutely tried to, but he wasn’t successful, and he noticed the flicker of guilt in his boyfriends eyes.

“Cas…”

“I… I have a surprise for you!” He changed the subject quickly, smiling.

“You do?” Dean replied mischievously, smirking. “What is it, angel?”

Castiel hated when he was called angel. It just wasn’t true. He has been an angel, a seraph, for his whole life and just recently, it was all stripped away from him.

However, Dean, the love of his whole life, has helped him more than anybody or anything has to him. He loved him with his whole being and would go to the ends of the universe for him. He was more beautiful than all the galaxies and supernovas and sunsets and sunrises that Castiel has ever seen.

Although Dean had another thing in mind.

“Come to the table…” Castiel smiled, holding Dean’s hand. Hand holding was Castiel’s comfort when he was stressed out, especially when he hasn’t seen Dean in over twenty-four hours.

Dean saw the book and his eyes widened.

“Cas—“

“Yes?”

“Are you— did—“ His face was probably the shade of a tomato, he was that embarrassed,

“Yes I did!” Castiel smiled at the computer, the website still on.

“I’m not—“ Dean muttered, his hand shaking.

“Huh? You don’t like it?”

Dean hung his head and rubbed a hand through his hair tired, “Angel, ‘m not into that stuff.”

“You’re not into rock and roll? I thought that was something you really liked…”

A switch flicked in Dean’s mind and he looked at the screen of the computer. Two picture of tickets were on the screen and the initials said “CCR” at the top.

For January 24th.

His birthday. Tomorrow.

“Cas— you… you’re fuckin’ with me!” The hunter’s eyes widened to the size of the sun. No way in hell did he get CCR tickets! “You got us tickets to see fuckin’ Creedance Clearwater Revival!?”

He paused. “Yes! Yes I did, Dean!” His eyes wrinkled and Dean’s favorite gummy smile appeared on his face.

Dean wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed Castiel with such force that it toppled him backward onto the table. Humming satisfactorily in his throat, Castiel pushed the book off the table as Dean straddled his lap.

Woke up this morning, light poured in, you’re with me I thought I’d be better off alone Now, my soul has been torn and reborn, started breathing What have I done? What have I done?

I never thought I needed saving, I was right where I should be Good God, I know it’s dangerous, but it’s you that I need I’m in love this time I’m in love this time What have I done? (X)

Anyway I don’t care what happens in s15 they’re married and happy and old      

I obviously had a reference picture here and I traced just the pose but I hand-painted everything else (including the whole background hqjdkfkg) (And you should see how pixelated the ref actually was, it was a lot of guessing XD)

Comet

- drawn & painted in Photoshop

Summary:  Where Dean and Cas are best friends and Cas makes fun of all of his typos when they text.

based on this post:  my sense of humor: someone sends a text to me with a typo and I only respond with the typo

thanks to @unforth-ninawaters @sherlockkat and @destielforever67 for sending me more typo ideas <3

[ao3]

Dean (2:15 pm): hey should i get my mom the angle or the snowman card for xmas

Cas (2:26 pm): you should definitely get the angle one

Cas (2:26 pm): not as traditional of a choice, i will say

Cas (2:27 pm): but it’s very progressive of you to include angles in consideration

Cas (2:28 pm): which angles do they have?  acute?  obtuse?  personally i’m a fan of right angles but that’s a personal preference

Dean (2:32 pm): what?

Cas (2:33 pm): maybe you should just get the snowman

Cas is having the absolute worst day of his life. First, he overslept his alarm, missing breakfast. Then, because he was hurrying, he forgot to pack lunch. And, because he was super hangry come 3pm, he got fired for talking back to a rude customer.

Now, he’s storming down the sidewalk on the way to the nearest McDonald’s, hungry and irritable. He’s shooting murder stares at everyone he passes, whoever gets in his way of food.

He’s almost there, a block or two away. Just around the corner.

But when he turns said corner -

Slam.

He full-body walks straight into someone else. The guy’s a solid mass, but so is Cas. They grab at each other for support, but manage only to put too much weight in opposite directions. Holding each other, they wipe out on the sidewalk.

“Sorry, man,” the guy says, already righting himself. He stills has Cas by the elbow and he’s tugging.

Cas rips his arm away. He kind of just wants to lie there on the sidewalk.

“You okay?”

PLEASE READ PART 1 FIRST IF YOU HAVEN’T ALREADY :D

Folks, I have so much to say about this I can’t even begin, but this took me around 90 hours and it was truly a labor of fandom love. It’s by no means perfect, but I’m pretty happy with it thus far! I also need to acknowledge that it never would have escaped the tangled mulch fields of my brain without the genius inspiration/collaboration/editing on the part of the absolutely wonderful and lovely @malmuses who helped me at every juncture to put this part together. 

(Also, someone told me that Cas having an impala head was a little “on the nose”, and I decided to argue the point in a ten panel comic so… creating out of spite is really useful, sometimes;) 

I hope y'all enjoy, and if you like my work, which I intend to keep free, please encourage me by leaving a tip. It truly helps and means the world to me, especially when it comes to large works like this.

Read this to others.

That he can be both a hug monster

and closed-off

That Dean can be both rough

and tender

Both resentful 

and forgiving

Both cautious

and reckless

Both abrasive

and gentle

That he can be both childlike

and full of wisdom

both vulnerable

and cocky

Both fearful 

and brave

That Dean can be a badass, take no shit monster hunter

while also being the softest boy

insp (pt I.) (pt II.)

One day they were checking into a motel and Sam was just about to ask what they were going to do about the fact that there were only two beds when Dean plopped down and yanked on Cas’ coat until he was practically in his lap. 

“There enough pillows here for you, Cas?” Dean asked right against Cas’ ear.

“It should be sufficient, yes.”

Sam didn’t know what to say, so he didn’t say anything.

He didn’t say anything when they stripped down to their boxers and curled up in bed later that night. He didn’t say anything about Dean being the small spoon.

He didn’t even say anything when the sound of soft laughter woke him up at 4 a.m., and he had to push a pillow over his head to drown out the subsequent sound of lips smacking and slurping.

He didn’t say anything when Dean and Cas shuffled into the bathroom together the next morning, but he did let out a “really?” under his breath when he heard the shower turn on.

It wasn’t until they were at a fucking Bob Evans for breakfast and Dean ordered for Cas–his arm slung over the back of the booth and Cas tucked into his side like they’re attached or something–he ordered for Cas like an old married couple who have been coming to Bob Evans every Sunday morning for the past 30 years. 

Sam couldn’t take it anymore and blurted out, “OK, seriously, what the fuck?” which got the attention of half the restaurant and very well could’ve gotten them kicked out.

Dean just shrugged.

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So why is Misha hiding his place of living in Vancouver so much? Interesting, isn’t it? Remember how Jensen blurted out at the San Diego convention (2016) that Misha sounds like that in the morning. And when Jared asked «how do you know», Misha and Jensen flushed up?? See, these words acquire a new color.

And what about the fact that when Misha returned after his mini-book signing tour to and shot a video for Jensen’s Instagram late night, where the latter talked about his album? Yes, they could just decide to drop by Jensen because they missed each other. Or maybe they do live together…

This break and lack of content makes me think hahaha. And now I’m interested in your opinion.

Title: Breathe

Artist: purzelndesbaeumchen

Author: turningthepages

Rating: General Audiences

Pairings: Dean/Cas

Wordcount: 8500

Warnings: None

Summary:

Castiel has promised to remain by Dean’s side through anything, which now includes settling next to him as the hunter sleeps. As this new side of their friendship falls into a routine, Castiel’s feelings grow just as steadily.  

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