his corrupting touch

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down to the bone (T, 6k) (NEW)

Months after the final showdown with Chuck, Dean tries to get Cas back from the Empty. (hurt no comfort)

gonna do my very best (and it ain't no lie) (G, 2.6k)

In which Dean tries to take Castiel out on a picture perfect First Date - it's all supposed to go by the book, but maybe playing it by the book isn't exactly the right thing for them. (post Cas returning from the empty)

fate had me playing (M, 4.1k)

When rising star Dean Winchester gets the offer to shoot a movie musical, it's not the script and not the money that makes him say yes. Much rather, it's the chance to play along the co-star he's fallen head over heels for during his last shoot... (one-shot from a 50s movie stars AU)

easy, gentle kiss (G, 2.5k)

After Dean built him new garden beds, Cas heals his aching back. (domestic, retired!Dean and Cas)

heaven is a place (a place where nothing ever happens) (T, 8.9k)

When Dean dies and gets to Heaven, darkness surrounds him. He knows he’s going to be caught in a spiral of his personal best of memories, but he can’t help fearing the moment he’ll see Cas in one of them. Cas, who he wants to make amends with so badly, but who’ll be nothing but a memory unable to respond—but then there’s something off about the motel pool he’s conjured straight from 2002. (post-canon, Dean and Cas reunite in heaven)

soul meets soul on lovers' lips (T, 1.6k)

After a hunt, Cas uses his grace to heal Dean, kisses included. (gracekisses writes grace kisses)

first you need, then you bleed (T, 7.8k)

After a mission in a quarantine zone, Cas takes care of Dean and entrusts him with a secret he's kept for far too long. (endverse, first kiss)

And I guess I never told you (T, 4.6k)

Cas takes the Mark of Cain before Sam can stop him. Things take a turn for the worse, and Dean begins to pray. (s15 canon divergence)

out, damned spot (T, 5.5k)

When Dean held a dying Cas in his arms, the last thing he expected was being left behind with a souvenir in the shape of wings. (post 12x23, widower arc)

Sweetheart true, I'll ruin you. (NEW)

It was always my father, my brother, and me in the car, Nuclear family, as in: we tear each other apart.

Salt and water (NEW)

At my fume-smoked gas station playground I dreamt I could jump deep into the holy benzine pool, iridescent.

THIS ISN'T LOVE. THIS IS SELF-FLAGELLATION

My love’s supposed to be quiet, they said, but I never got the memo.

12 SALVATION ROAD

we take a walk together, down Salvation Road, he reaches out to touch me, save me, undeserving sinner, with kisses of his righteous lips

LOVE, #4, IN BLUE

could you want me, defective machine? your hands are still holy.

in absentia

mankind will build temples to their absent fathers

RULES FOR OFFERING AT AN ALTAR

you worship at the altar of man, but man created rules for worship.

bridges to an ash home

burning is easier for you than the shape of a love anatomical.