da/rry clinging to t/wo-bit while using his diaper is so cute to me. like it's early morning, t/wo-bit's sat up on the couch, and da/rry just walks over to him and plops his padded butt right onto his lap. and before t/wo-bit can even say good morning he just starts pushing. making adorable, deep grunts almost directly in t/wo-bit's ear as he does his morning poop. not even talking. too early.
"nice to see you too. you're breathin' your coffee breath right in my face."
"mmmmmngh."
"yep. jus' what I thought. no thoughts behind those eyes."
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Feeling nostalgic for Supernatural but likeā¦. different?
How about a completed cannon divergence fic that veers off in season 5 and just keeps going from there?
Itās a Destiel fic where Dean and Cas and Jimmy Novak, the man Cas is possessing navigate consent issues, work through trauma (Alastair gets mentioned) and talk about their feelings in various states of undress.
If that sounds like something your interested in, check it out here. If you like what you see, maybe give this post a reblog so others can enjoy too.
It veers off right after the episode The End. So Deanās fresh out of seeing that horrible possible future. Hereās a short excerpt from the first chapter.
(Read on AO3)
Love Notes Written In Salt And LipstickĀ
Chapter 1: The End
Dean pulled Cas into a kiss. Didnāt even have to think about it.
Like. Sure Cas had been dead before, splattered across the walls of Chuckās house like sick modern art. That had been bad, but at least heād gone out fighting. This time... Dean had watched him die in that bleak, bombed out future Zachariah sent him to, where Lucifer was wearing Samās body, and Dean had turned cruel. The sort of person who sent Cas to his death casually. For nothing. For a distraction.
So if right now he was standing on some random deserted street corner in Kanas City with his arms around Cas, trying to protect a body that could take a knife or a bullet without flinching - if he had to kiss him to let him know that he did matter, that this mattered - and say sorry to that other Cas, who a few days ago, five years from now, was throwing orgies he was too high to remember with women whose names he didnāt even know⦠well. Dean had never been the poster boy for healthy coping mechanisms.
All he knew was Casā kiss didnāt taste like smoke or absinthe. It didnāt taste like anything. And Dean kept it going, until he managed to convince himself that it was real. Mostly convince himself.
He broke away. Felt Cas go as silent and rigid as a statue in his arms. Probably, it was a decent idea to back off. But the second he did, one of Casā arms curled around him and it was like backing into a wrought-iron fence.
Cas stared at him. Head to the side like he had been asked a question.
āCas. Itās - Iāmā¦ā Dean could do this. āGood to see you. Really, really good timing.ā
He could make this right. He could call Sam, tell him heād been an idiot for saying they should split up. Make it so that nightmare future never happened. Take better care of Cas.
... but then, he knew that he was guilty of looking at Cas and seeing, well, Cas. Not the normal guy who let an angel wear his body. And he was important too. Dean sure couldnāt ignore the broken bits of Jimmy Novak floating around Casā head in that awful future. He was still replaying that heart-stopping moment when one of those pieces seemed to surface, and all Jimmy could do was scream.
āHey Casā¦ā He wasn't even trying to fight the angelic strength. āIs Jimmy okay?ā
Cas looked confused. āYou are referring to my vessel?ā
āYeah. You know. Is he... howās he doing?ā
Castiel gave Dean a strange, glazed look. Then the arms holding him shook, the body temperature cooled. Dean had zero idea what was going on, but didnāt have time to do anything about it before the grip around him was different. Now the body leaning against him had a totally normal, totally human amount of strength. And was breathing hard.
Hey uh @paragonred I know this isnāt technically what you asked for but I couldnāt stop myself
I ended up throwing together a Weird Episode in my head (maybe early season 5, if Jimmy survived the Raphael Encounter) where Cas gets yeeted from Jimmyās body due to some shenanigans and thus has to possess Dean, and they both have to protect Jimmy until he can accept Cas back. Just an episode long Escort Mission, guest starring Jimmy Having Gay Panic and an Openly Bi Dean Winchester.Ā
This is one hell of a niche ship that I didnāt realize I was this into until I started drawing. Cas/Dean/Jimmy? Also what the hell is this show that Iāve been drawing Cas SO MUCH and I get excited to draw Jimmy.Ā
Thanks to Resident Cas-Possessing-Dean Scholar @kweh-not-wark for chatting with me nonstop about this AU yesterday, lmaoooooo
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itās not explicit but this is dcj. for @generaldeliciousness, inspired byĀ this prompt
Dean likes to people watch, and heās pretty good at doing it without being creepy. His coffee shop of choice is always full of interesting folks, from crunchy hippies to tech wizzes in business casual to kids ditching school to āĀ
Insanely gorgeous twins.Ā
Disgustingly so.Ā
And eavesdropping does toe the creep line a little more, but theyāre signing and he canāt help it.Ā
āDonāt look, but,ā the one in purple is signing, āok, look, but be cool. Hottest guy Iāve ever seen at your ten oā clock.āĀ
The second one ā in a blue button-up, sleeves rolled halfway up his forearms, Jesus Christ ā rolls his eyes but glances around. Dean quickly looks down at his coffee, then sneaks a look back up.Ā
āHe was looking at you,ā Blue signs.Ā
āWeāre Deaf in public, dumbass. Everyone in this place is looking at us.āĀ
Blue rolls his eyes again. āItās hard to find people attractive when theyāre staring at us for being Deaf.āĀ
Dean cringes.Ā
āPlus,ā Blue adds. āUs.āĀ
(We-two, Deanās brain supplies.)Ā
āWhy do you have to ruin all my fun?ā Purple says.Ā
āWhy did I get demoted from āhottest guy youāve ever seenā?āĀ
Purple looks over again, and this time Dean doesnāt duck away in time at all and their eyes meet across the coffeeshop. Dean offers a smile and Purple grins back.Ā
āYou saw him, right?ā Purple says, not looking away from Dean.Ā
āYouāre impossible,ā Blue signs, though Dean is sure Purple misses it, because theyāre still staring at each other.Ā
Blue turns towards Dean, his frown a stark contrast from Purpleās smile. Before they can turn away, Dean sets down his coffee ā some sloshes over the side ā and signs, āSo which one of us really is the hottest?ā