Dean/Cas Reverse Bang Art Masterpost

Written by the wonderful @dothwrites

Art by me, @wom-womp

She has such a way with her words and made our idea come to life in a way I didnt think was possible!! We've been yapping so much about this (and a couple of future projects...), and it is finally free!!! It was a total blast working with her, and I can not wait to continue to!!

What kind of priest are you looking for, ma'am?

We have a few models in stock at the moment, I'll get them out of storage for you.

We've got the 2 for 1 deal, this package comes with or without sleeves

Also sold seperately

And we have a couple of older models, some like the new ones more, but personally, I find if they're a little older, they work a hell of a lot better and are pretty reliable

Then we've got something a little different, slightly smaller - in some aspects - but much more powerful if you ask me

Exodus 3:2

Author: stayawake @9x20 || Artist: @medicatedmaniac

I had the absolute best time and immense privilege of working with stayawake @9x20 for this year's @destielaureversebb who took my art and made a masterpiece

Do you love priest!Castiel? Maybe a little age difference, religious imagery, and a touch of blasphemy?

Art made to accompany the fic Deo Gratias by the amazing @xzerosparrowx, as part of the Destiel AU Reverse Big Bang 2025.

You can read the fic on [AO3] and I definitely urge you to read it! Simply beautiful story they wrote inspired by the first original piece, I am absolutely sure you will enjoy this work.

Summary:

In a crisis of faith, Father Castiel calls into the dark to prove himself to God.

A fallen angel answers.

As Castiel spirals beneath the crushing weight of faith, shame, a hunger he cannot name, and the quiet violence of devotion, he is drawn into a dangerous intimacy with that which is most unholy. To be truly seen, heard, and understood is divine.

Wolves are not solitary creatures.

"How can it be the truth if all I know, all I do is a sin?"

trying a different way of watercolor painting 😅

“What’s going to happen to my soul?”

“Oh.” Dean’s hands have somehow gotten under Castiel’s vestments. They drag up either side of him – cup at his hips, splay against the curve of his ribcage, flatten possessively against his chest. “I’m going to eat it.”

Castiel’s blood goes cold. “What?”

“Your soul.” Dean’s a solid line of heat wrapped around the back of him. He’s kissing his neck now, one hand working at the buttons on his shirt, the other coming up to loosely bracket his throat. “I’m going to devour it.”