written for anon who asked for a fic where dean has a huge crush on cas, cas is asexual, and that changes nothing :) happy ace week <3
Dean finds out his crush is asexual, one fine Monday in a group chat â when everyone's wishing Castiel a >>> happy ace week. And it's not the most ideal setting, but at least now he has a timeframe to figure out his next move within.
(Figure out how to ask the most beautiful, awesomest dork on campus out. During Ace Week â because it's memorable that way, that's why. Basically, look into those unbelievably blue eyes, and somehow manage the words, "Please go out with me, Cas. Please." (but less lame, hopefully) without spontaneously combusting.
Easy.
Sure, he wants to flee already, but easy. Stupid, glorious eyes, laugh, voice â nope. No drifting away, Winchester. Easy.
He's got this.)
Charlie's a blessing, and it's not like Dean didn't know that already, but it feels like a realization of even greater magnitude when she sits with him through coffee after coffee, patiently (and kindly) dismissing his ideas.
It is what it fucking is.
Charlie's a blessing, and Dean Winchester is a chick-flick-saturated, ridiculous romantic.
("You've got to remember." She'd stressed, sympathetically. "Grand gestures can't be how it begins. We don't even know yet if he's a Blue French Horn kind of guy."
"I'm not a Blue French Horn kinda guy either."
She'd just tsked. "Well, you're a boombox serenade guy, so trust me, it evens out."
Dean had proceeded to sulk through the rest of that evening, obviously, but he'd come back to his dorm with the meaning of his best friend's words clear in his head. Lowkey it is.)
And here he was.
Parked outside Castiel's apartment â one year Dean's senior, same branch (engineering) â with sweaty palms and cold feet.
(It's not like he didn't know how stupid it was to overthink something this trivial, but also not like he could stop.)
His phone rings, and Dean jerks back to reality.
"Hello?"
"Dean, is that your car â"
Holy shit, it's Cas.
"Uh, I â" Before he can process words, or explanations, his hand decides the best move would be to turn completely incompetent at the moment, and he drops the phone. Rummaging for it immediately in the depths between the seat and the door, he feels his heart thud in his chest.
Goddammit, he hates crushes.
When he finds his phone finally, the call's ended â fucking obviously, he's such a mess â and he drops his head on the steering wheel.
Great.
Now Cas thinks he's a creep who spends time staring at random apartment buildings. Exactly the boost his confidence had needed.
He'd typically wallow a little (way) longer, but there's a knock on his window and Dean whips around to see Castiel blinking at him.
Ever the genius, Dean rushes to open the door â and freezes entirely when he sees Castiel's eyebrows pinch as the door up and slams into him.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so â" He chokes, horrified, beginning to roll down the windows but Castiel's already begun to walk to the other side, curving around the front of the Impala, laughing for some reason.
He pulls open the passenger's door, and gets in, still shaking with mirth.
"I opened my door in your face." Dean points out.
"I am aware."
Castiel returns, simple as that. He's wearing a hoodie with a local diner's logo on it â and either he won it being the millionth customer to order black coffee, or just woke up and decided to support small businesses. Either way, it's clearly overworn, bulky, and a shade of grey that matches his glasses, and he's too fucking cute for Dean's sake.
"And I'm hoping you didn't do it on purpose, because if so, I'm afraid I just defeated your motives by coming in." He adds, and Dean rolls his eyes. (Funny. Why did he have to be funny too?)
"Nah, you're always welcome."
Castiel beams. "Why thank you." At this point his eyes leave Dean's to check out his surroundings â and Dean mentally prepares himself to modestly receive compliments on his Baby, but Cas just stills, staring at the space between them.
Oh no, Dean recoils. The flowers.
"Are those â"
"Look, I can explain â"
They start at the same time, but Cas pauses, and allows Dean to go on with a hint of urgency in his frown.
And Dean â well, he does go on.
He goes on once he's picked up the bouquet, cleared his throat, and forced down the annoying heat rising to his cheeks to the best of his abilities. He goes on, holding the flowers for Cas.
"Happy Ace Week."
The tension in Castiel's brow evaporates as he brightens. "Dean."
"I - I think you're aces."
Castiel bites back a laugh, eyes shining. "That's a good gaydar you've got there. I am asexual."
"I know." Dean blushes. "And I meant the 'awesome' kind."
"They're both the awesome kind." Castiel teases.
"I know." Dean ducks his head, looks up at the other through his eyelashes. "I just meant, uh, the 'please go out with me, please' kind."
(Huh. Turns out he doesn't phrase it less lame after all. But Castiel's smiling, wide and happy, so maybe it doesn't really matter how he said it.
Of course, it will, but he doesn't know yet that this'll continue to plague him in friendly and family gatherings whenever Cas recounts their getting-together tale for posterity, but that's something else entirely.)
"You're way too adorable."
Castiel laughs, and takes the flowers from Dean â leaning in to kiss his cheek after he does, and as Dean blushes again, he knows all those coffees and embarrassment from the dismissed ideas was truly worth it.
Because anything that makes Cas look as happy as he does right now, is always going to be worth it.
Who knows, maybe the next time, he'd even show up with a less wornout pun?
"So that's a yes?"
"More of an of course." Castiel tells him as he smiles, and Dean smiles back, his insides still fluttering, but at least his chest feels warm instead of frozen.
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A Destiel fanfic written by an asexual romantic for romantis asexuals :)
Day four of the December Destiel prompts by @jellydeans and @galaxycastiel
Day four promt: sledding
post-cannon story
Dean grins as Cas, sighing, rests his head on Dean's shoulder. Dean couldn't believe it when Cas told him he had never been sledding before. Dean couldn't unerstand such a thing. Even he, who grew up constantly traveling and cutting off vamp heads, had gone sledding every winter he could. So he had arranged to take Cas sledding at the hill down the street from the bunker. He had even bought a new bright yellow and white sled that had a few little scattered bunches of bees on it. The sled was in the back of the impala now.
"You ready Cas?" Dean remarks as he notices Cas looking down the steep hill cautiously. "Uh well Dean its so steep... What if I can't stop at the bottom?" Dean smiles. "Then you jump clear of the sled while shouting 'Zoinks!' and then we'll laugh about it while watching the video later." Deans laughs to himself but stops as he sees Cas's face. He's... Scared? Dean walks over to him, leaving the sled next to Baby. "Cas? Hey its ok..." He holds Cas in a hug. A thought strikes him as Cas holds onto him tight;y."Hey Cas you know what I'm going to do?" Cas looks up at him, his face still scared. "I'm gonna ride with you and we'll go down together the first time." Cas's mouth twitches into a smile. "That sounds fun Dean but its still scary..." Dean kisses Cas lightly and smiles into Cas's face, pressing their foreheads together. "Hey... Do you you trust me?" Cas takes a deep breath and smiles. "Of course I do, Dean. After all," Cas can't hold in a laugh. "We DO have a more profound bond." Dean picks Cas up and spins around quickly, falling in the snow still holding him. Both laugh as a snowball fight quickly insues.
After a few minutes Dean offers his hand out to help Cas up. The two walk over to the sled and Dean picks it up, brushing the snow off of the top. "You ready Cas?" Cas nods solemly and Dean sits down on the sled, motioning for Cas to sit in front of him. Cas sits down, snuggleing back in to Dean. Dean shoves his foot out, sending them quickly down the hill swiftly, snow flying out from the sides of them. Cas yells and Dean starts to laugh uncontrolably. At the bottom of the hill Dean stops the sled with his gloved hand and looks down at Cas. His nuckles are white from griping the sides of the sled but he's laughing happily. Dean shoves some snow down Cas's coat colar and sprints up the hill, sled in hand. They went down a dozen or more times, Cas slowly becoming more used to it and Dean doing crazy poses while going down.
Later on in the evening and they're watching a movie on Sam's laptop and drinking hot chocolate, Cas smiles at Dean and thanks him. Dean grins. "You can thank me better than that sunshine." And he pulls Cas onto him for a warm and sweet kiss. It had been one of the best days both of them had had. Even though Cas still thinks to this day that Dean stuck his foot into the snow on purpose to cause then to tumble off the sled.
Destiel AU, vol.4 - enemies, friends, roommates and lovers
Destiel AU, vol. 4 - enemies, friends, roommates and lovers rec list. Flirting is hard, emotions are complicated and relationships are messy, and yet, somehow, Dean and Cas always find their way to each other. This time Iâve chosen fics that deal with communication and misunderstandings. <3
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Boys Helping Boys by captainrum [NC-17, 42,000 word count] (Note - this is an older fic we reviewed years ago. Later, the author deleted it, and now has reposted it again on ao3 with timestamps added to the main fic. Check it out!) #rom com, #celebrity, #!casother, #bicurious, #!samjess, reality TV show rec list
Castiel is a host of a makeover show called Boys Helping Boys, and Dean is the unkept straight guy getting made over for his brother Samâs wedding.
Broomstick Cowboy by jupiter_james [NC-17, 17,600 word count] #love hate, #bigbro!gabe, #athlete!dean, #challenge fic, Dean/Cas Reverse Bang 2018, Fanworks inspired by this fanfic at destielfanworks
Dean Winchester is one of the finest circuit riders of his generation, right after his legendary father. He's got the life he loves, with the exception of one thing - one person: his biggest sponsor, Castiel Milton. Despite being a ranch owner, Milton is only interested in one thing, and that's making money, even at the expense of animals past their prime. At least, that's what Dean's animosity has been lead to believe. However, coming face to face with his misunderstanding makes him reevaluate a lot of things, including his feelings for Castiel.Â
(don't) fear the reaper by justkeeponwriting [NC-17, 51,400 word count] #creature!cas, #wing!fic, #bonded, #love hate, #roommates, #angel family, #bigbro!gabe, #pining!dean, !pining!cas, #!dcbb, A DCBB 2018 fic, Fanworks inspired by this fanfic at destielfanworksÂ
Castiel is a grim reaper â and a very experienced one at that. He has negotiated thousands of deals to keep the balance of souls, acquiring years of life energy from mortals who have too many years in their life span, and has passed it onto those who have less. But even Castiel isnât prepared when he accidentally convinces a mortal called Dean Winchester to give him his soul, and with it, a complete control of his life.
If I Loved You Less by surlybobbies [NC-17, 27,000 word count] #best friends, #pining!cas, #asexual!cas, #crossover, #charlie, #rom com, #!dcbb, A DCBB 2018 fic, Fanworks inspired by this fanfic at destielfanworks
Dean Winchester has everything. Heâs got a great house, a steady job, a beautiful car, a loyal best friend, and (most importantly) an abundance of great advice. He wants nothing more than for everybody else in his life to know what it feels like to be as happy as he is. After successfully seeing his brother Sam married off to Eileen Leahy, Dean turns his attention to his newest friend: Charlie Bradbury. Despite his best friend Casâs apprehensions, Dean does his best to improve her life. Thing is, none of his attempts at matchmaking seem to work. In fact, Deanâs carefully laid plans for Charlie (and for himself) quickly start to fall apart. Why is Charlie so oblivious? And why is Dean so upset when Casâs ex returns to town? Deanâs got a lot to learn about his family and friends, but mostly, heâs got a lot to learn about himself. (A modern-day Emma AU.)
Partnered by K_K_TiBal [T, 28,100 word count] #law enforcement au, #pretend boyfriends, #love hate, #pining!dean, #pining!cas, #asexual!cas, Dean/Cas Reverse Bang 2018, Fanworks inspired by this fanfic at destielfanworks
Dean didn't think that his life as a detective could get much worse after Castiel was promoted to lieutenant. Castiel was a stickler for the rules, had no sense of humour, and never seemed to give Dean a break, even though they used to be partners. But then, despite all of their questionable history, the two are asked to go undercover on a case in the wealthy suburbs of California. . . as a married couple.
Redefining Freedom by emwebb17 [NC-17, 28,300 word count] #shop au, #bigbro!gabe, #athlete!dean, meet cute, banter
After his brother observes what a weakling he has become, Castiel decides to check out the new gym down the street. After getting roped into trying out a personal trainer, Castiel finds out there might be more benefits than just a good work out in store.
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Dean Winchester met Castiel Novak on an unseasonably hot Portland Tuesday afternoon, as they both stood in line for soup dumplings at 10th and Alder. Dean had been staring at his phone, reading over his lesson plan for the afternoon, when something solid bumped into him.
âIâm so sorry,â a voice like gravel under his tires said, and Dean turned to find a gorgeous set of blue eyes staring at him. He did not miss the solid once-over blue eyes gave him, and smiled invitingly in return.
âGuess youâll have to make it up to me,â he grinned, hoping this guy batted for the same team he did, âand give me your phone number.â
Blue eyesâ entire posture changed. He visibly relaxed, cocking one hip as his crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. âAnd if I say no?â he asked teasingly.
âThen Iâll spend the rest of my life mourning âthe one who got awayâ,â Dean informed him. âItâll be sad and everyone will feel bad for me. Iâll spend the rest of my life thinking, what if? What if I had gotten that beautiful manâs phone number? I guess Iâll never know.â Dean pulled a pathetic hang dog expression.
âI didnât say I wouldnât give it to you,â Blue Eyes said, mirth obvious in his voice. He held out his hand. âCas Novak.â
âDean Winchester,â Dean said, happily taking Casâs hand. âNow, how about those digits?â