#aileenrose

Word Count: 13,238

Summary: Cas is the owner of a failing—and falling apart—B&B.

Dean might be able to help with that. Dean’s good with his hands.

Good Hands by aileenrose (@paperclothesline)

Wordcount: 13,238

Rating: M

Summary: Cas is the owner of a failing—and falling apart—B&B. Dean might be able to help with that. Dean’s good with his hands.

The most noticeable thing about this story is probably the complete and total lack of angst. Everything is soft and sweet and easy, and that’s not a bad thing. It’s like a warm cup of tea on a rainy day, a hug from an old friend, and a lazy summer afternoon all rolled into one little piece of fic perfection. Castiel’s B&B is so eloquently described, it almost serves as a character in the story, the perfect backdrop for the slow development of the relationship between he and Dean. As they work together to repair the house, they end up building their own romance.

Summary: "Most of his visitors are academics. They come from universities all over the nation, sometimes beyond. Others write books. The man in the Reading Room today is neither. He’s a tall, irritated man with a federal badge."

The federal agent's partner is usually the one who does the research. And even though Cas doesn't think this man is a real federal agent, he's happy to help where he can.

A Blessing, A Curse by aileenrose

The Witcher, Geralt/Jaskier, 12k, complete, curses, pining

"For a while, Jaskier doesn’t know he’s cursed. It feels like free will, going back down that mountain, just as dangerous down as the way up, and alone this time, too. The descent is fast, maybe even reckless, but Jaskier’s feeling numb and out-of-sorts anyways, Geralt’s words simmering in his mind, and at the time it doesn’t feel like he’s being pulled on by anything but his own desire to get away."

Summary: "Dean leans against the jamb of the door and watches, bemused, as letters sprout out of the blue. It takes a while; he admires the plane’s dogged persistence. At least there’s little wind today. Although some of the smoke smudges in the curves, like ink touched before dry, the end result is fully legible, if a little puzzling. DW♥TSWIFT."

First Dean thought someone was trying to mess with him. Now he's pretty sure someone's writing love letters to him over the Topeka skyline.

Summary: Cas sees hundreds of faces every day, but there's only one that he really cares about.

Welcome, everyone! With the recent influx of author appreciation and call for comments on fics, I thought I’d jump in, too! I primarily read fics for Destiel, and I thought it would be fun to feature a different fic every month on my blog!

[Also I’m sorry I didn’t pick a fic for July. I got a work promotion which is yay!!!! but it also takes up a lot of my time. Reading fics is low on the list of things I need to do now, but hopefully I’ll be able to read enough to keep this up!]

AUGUST PICK: Love, Take Your Toll by aileenrose

Cas sees hundreds of faces every day, but there's only one that he really cares about.