Art, Writing, and Destiel

Day 2 prompt - Picnic.  

Short and sweet Destiel fluff. 💙💚

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Characters: Bartholomew (Supernatural) Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Idiots in Love, Fluff, Protective Dean Winchester, Demisexual Castiel (Supernatural), Best Friends, Getting Together, Castiel/Dean Winchester First Kiss Summary:

A disastrous date leaves Cas stranded, there’s only one person he can call.

Day 2: Picnic prompt fill is up, check it out here !

Decided to join in with this summer challenge, we’ll see how many I can get done!! (Prompt: space)

"Got everything?" Dean shouts down the hall.

"Yes!" Castiel shouts back.

"Pie? Sandwiches? My other pie?" Dean asks as he rounds the corner to the living room.

"Yes, Dean. I've got everything in this little basket you made me take."

"Alright. That Crowley guy on the news says it's gonna be overcast. Lemme just call Sam and Bobby; make sure they're gonna meet us there still."

As Dean is on the phone, Castiel grabs Dean's fluffy blanket haphazardly thrown over the back of their couch. Hanging up his flip phone, Dean nods to Castiel indicating everything is set.

As they get in the car, Dean is very excited to share his first picnic with now live-in boyfriend Castiel. Happy and nervous at the same time, Dean floors Baby through the winding roads up the hill to their nearby lake. This will also be the first time Castiel will meet Bobby.

Even though Dean is singing along with his classic rock tunes and has a smile on his face, Castiel gently holds Dean's free hand, "It's okay to be nervous, Dean. I am too."

Squeezing his hand a bit, Dean lets out a long breath, "Thanks, Cas."

"I've seen Bobby's pictures, I've talked to him over the phone. I am pretty sure we will 'hit it off' as you keep saying."

"Please don't do air quotes while still holding my hand, babe."

"Sorry."

Dean still does not let go of his hand until they park.

Seeing Bobby's beat up car, Dean takes one last breath and gets out the car, Castiel following.

"Bobby! Sammy!" Dean hugs each of them. Stepping aside, he gestures to Castiel, "Bobby, this is Cas. Uh, Castiel."

Bobby extends his hand, "Nice to finally meet you face to face, son."

"LIkewise, Sir."

"Bobby. Please."

Nodding, Castiel takes a small step back as Dean claps his hand, "Alright! I got pie, Cas brought some sandwiches. Sam?"

"I got the beers, Dean."

As Dean hurries to his trunk to get out his blanket, he feels something hit his head. Touching his hair, he looks up at the tree, confused when no bird to blame is there. Shrugging it off, he lays down his blanket near a picnic table that the rest of the guys are placing things on. Feeling the drops picking up, Dean looks up as rain starts to snake through the branches and leaves.

"Oh, son of a bitch! What the hell. Stupid ass Crowley! 'Gonna be hot as hell' my fuckin' ass!"

Sam and Bobby start packing up the beer, plates, and utensils they just brought out as Dean hurries up shielding his pie with his chest as he gently sets it in the trunk.

Coming back for the sandwiches, he notices Cas smiling on his blanket, face in complete bliss as the soft rain continues hitting his face. Huffing a laugh, he shakes his head as he walks towards him, "Cas? Whatcha doin'?"

"I'm enjoying the day."

"Well, Bobby and Sam are gonna get goin'."

Standing up quickly, he makes his way over to them to say his goodbye.

"I'm sorry we did not have more time, Bobby."

"We will, son. Obviously, today is not the day for me. Don't really like the rain."

As Dean comes to say his goodbyes as well, they both watch them drive off.

Going back for his blanket, Cas stops him, "I love the rain. Can we stay just a bit longer?"

Woo! Spn x phm crossover for SPNsummer!

Growing up, I was constantly writing. Back then, I was all about horror and suspense. But as I grew older, I discovered the world of romance. My mother let me read all her books written by Jude Deveraux, Johanna Lindsey, and Kathleen Woodiwiss. My own writing naturally shifted toward romance.

Then, life happened. I got married, had kids, and the writing stopped.

Until last year, discovering fanfiction completely rekindled my spark, and I haven't wanted to close the Google Doc! I’ve been pouring a ton of energy into a massive, long-term project lately, but I desperately needed a break. That's when I stumbled across the Supernatural Summer Prompt list and thought, why not?

Here is my very first prompt fic! Let's kick things off with Day #1: Space

https://archiveofourown.org/works/88576636

Summary:

Headcanons

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⋆‧°𓏲ּ𝄢 SPN summer, prompt #2

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➵Dean obviously has to have pie, so whenever you guys go on a picnic, pie is present. Seeming as he is also the main person to enjoy pie, most of it tends to go to him.

➵He passes beers round, insisting that Cas has one even though everything tastes like 'molecules' to the angel.

➵His eyes keep closing behind his sunglasses as the peace of the moment tempts him to nap even though he wants to bask in the calmness.

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➵Sam is happy with his fruit salad and a smoothie, pestering Dean to try it and repeating "don't knock it until you try it" when faced with his brother's relentless teasing.

➵He rests his beer bottle by his thigh and goes to it whenever he's decided that his smoothie isn't what he wants for a few minutes.

➵His smoothie is drank through a metal straw as the plastic ones are bad for the environment and Sam hates it when the paper ones go all soggy and begin to break whenever you try and have a drink.

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➵Castiel mostly tags along for presence and to see the numerous insects/other wildlife in the nearby park they go.

➵His fascination for bees and other insects ends up in him wandering off and leaving the other two to the picnic. He brings a bunny back, stealing some of Sam's carrots to feed it with.

➵Cas also manages to collect some honey without disturbing the bees too much and gladly brings it over.

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A crooked picnic blanket, an old woven basket and three grown men sharing stories. This was how Team Free Will had decided to spend their afternoon in the heated climate. 

Dean had passed beers around and was helping himself to a second serving of apple pie, his empty sandwich wrap stuffed into the basket. Sam and Castiel talking calmly over the multiple insects they had seen crawling around and there was a subtle breeze to dull the sweat sticking their shirts to them, reducing the itch under their hairlines from discomfort. 

The angel had for once taken his suit and tie off, relaxed in a mixture of the two’s clothes. His trenchcoat was present and folded next to him and served as a coaster for his mostly undrunk beer. 

"We should do this more often." Dean voiced, to which the other two agreed. 

Their stroll home to the bunker was unhurried and leftovers were stored away in the fridge for another day. 

Guess who actually kept their promise to try this prompt list out? Hopefully it lasts

doing SPNsummer prompt list (space) :P