Art, Writing, and Destiel

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Seaside, Seaside Motel, summertime, Vacation, showering, Cautious Sam, Reminiscent Dean Series: Part 2 of Supernatural Summer Prompt List Summary:

Sam and Dean arrive at the seaside motel Dean booked for their vacation.

written for @winchester-reload and SPNSummer prompt ‘popcorn’ rated g | 100 words | no cw | relationships: dean/cas | tags: established relationship, domestic fluff, post-canon fix it

Dean can’t reach the popcorn. He’s not said so out loud but Cas can feel how he’s trying not to move underneath him, clearing debating if it’s worth moving Cas off so he can reach. Clearly it’s not something that Dean wants to do and it makes him smile, knowing that Dean’s holding on to him just as tight. 

The night we met

For SPNsummer prompt 28: Vintage

(Sam & sister!reader)

Summary: going off with Sam while Dean and Castiel explore the other rides.

Warnings: none

Word count: 905

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‧°𓏲ּ𝄢 SPN summer, prompt #14

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Children’s laughter rang throughout the fairground, screams from rollercoasters and giggles from the ones who were winning at the stands. You and Sam had been left by Dean and Castiel, with your eldest brother pulling the angel away to his favourite rides. Castiel questioned the fun of the carousel, waving to the both of you from the horse he perched on behind Dean. 

"We should go on the carousel too, Sammy. Maybe after we’ve tried ring toss and gotten some funnel cake?" 

"And popcorn. Although, we can get that later on if we’re going to the drive in." Sam guided you through the crowds by your back, using his tall stature as an advantage. 

"How many snacks are we getting? I reckon we should also get brandy snaps, candy floss and uh, the cinnamon thingies." You knew that Sam would give in to a day of sweets when you were at the carnival. "Besides, we need to get enough for all of us."

"Uh yeah, churros. We should get some, definitely. Maybe share some of the others so we aren’t eating absolutely loads of sugar." 

"We burn off the calories walking round and going on the rides, Sammy. It’s really no big deal. And c’mon, hunting keeps us active!" You defended, recognising Sam's health habits. 

"Yes, fine. You can get as much as you want, I’m not saying you can’t, okay sweetie?" Sam reassured, not wanting you to think he was trying to be controlling over your eating like he tended to be with his. "Eat what you want, my treat. Although, I’m not paying for everything."  

"Deal but only if that means splitting it with Dean." 

"You have yourself a deal. He’ll probably want the most out of all of us so it’s only fair." 

Ring toss was first on the list and wasn’t far from where you were in the midst of the crowd, navigating around people with some amount of ease. Carnival games were mostly rigged you had come to learn and you had all made it a life mission to win at least one whenever you attended. Plastic rings clinked against and deflected the bottles from the minimal difference in size between the neck and ring diameter. 

"Any idea how to overcome the obvious tampering?" 

"Uhm, I’m pretty sure Dean said to throw flat and low. Like a frisbee." Sam mimicked your low tone, handing over a couple of dollar bills to the stand owner. 

"Right. I can do that. I need two for a standard teddy bear, yeah?"

"That’s what the stand person said." He affirmed, positioning your arm for you.  

"I like the look of the otter plush." You pointed out, training your eye on the bottle you were aiming the ring at. No prizes were won after the first lot of throws and parents were comforting their dejected children when they’d spent their money limit just to not win.

"I remember when you didn’t win the Tigger plush from that stall the one time we visited Florida, before the Tuesday stuff." Your older brother sighed softly, laughing at the first part of the memory but shuddering at the second. "We had to try and find the replica and then you wanted Eeyore in the end." 

"Only ‘cause I saw on your laptop that Eeyore came up more often." You shrugged, tossing another ring and missing. 

"Maybe. Yet we still ended up having to find you both because you sulked for a week and wouldn’t stop watching the movies on my laptop whenever we went from motel to motel. It was in my history for like a month." 

"They’re in my duffel, I think. Or at the bunker, I’m not sure." 

"They will be but for now focus on aiming and maybe succeeding." Sam nodded towards the bottles in which you hadn’t hooked a singular ring around yet. 

Ring toss took up more money than you’d hoped it would and you were losing patience with all the screaming kids from other stands. The cacophony of noise was tempting Sam to sit in the parking lot where the noise was not that much quieter. Regardless, the two of you found your way to the carousel, swinging chairs, zipper and bumper cars.

"We did way too many spinny rides today." You declared to Sam, holding onto his sleeve once you had all gotten off of the bumper cars. "I’ve got motion sickness." 

"Cas will help you with that, sweetie. For now, just breathe." He patted your shoulder firmly and called Dean and Castiel over from their car. 

Indulgence became the theme of the next hour, churro after churro and a bucket of popcorn later, you had all arrived at the drive-in and any nausea from earlier was fully gone. Castiel sat diligently in the backseat with you, a large stuffed bee in his lap and a medium sized otter in yours. 

"How do you manage to find some sort of bee themed object everywhere we go?" You questioned mid-yawn and got the answer of a shrug and Castiel explaining his luck with the species. 

Rating: Teen and Up

Warning: No archive warnings apply

Fandom: SPN

Ship(s): Midam (Michael/Adam Milligan)

Additional Tags: Adam Milligan in Lucifer's Cage, Michael in Lucifer's Cage (Supernatural), During Canon, Inside Adams Mind, Protective Michael (Supernatural), Michael Possessing Adam Milligan, Longing, Loneliness, Mentioned Lucifer (Supernatural), Mentioned Sam Winchester, Mentioned Dean Winchester, Mentioned Castiel (Supernatural), Crying, POV Michael (Supernatural), Michael discovers Human Emotions, Window View, Developing Feelings

Words: 2,160

Summary: Stuck in the cage with Lucifer there is only so much Michael can do. Still, he tries his best to at least keep Adam safe.

Wrote this for the SPN Summer Prompt List, using the prompt “Window View”!

written for @winchester-reload and SPNSummer prompt ‘proposals' rated g | 100 words | no cw | relationships: dean/cas dean & claire | tags: drabble, established relationship, getting permission from the family, another dean and claire study

This is maybe the most nervous he’s ever been. Which is absolutely ridiculous when you consider the fact that amongst other things, he’s gone toe to toe with God. And yet this is what’s stressing him out more. 

Claire isn’t saying anything. She’s just staring at him, sizing him up like she’s not done in years. She’s doing it on purpose, almost like she’s waiting to see how long it takes before he breaks. He’s not going to break. Not over this. 

written for @winchester-reload and SPNSummer prompt ‘window view’ rated g | 100 words | no cw | relationships: dean/cas | tags: developing relationship, post-canon fix it, POV Dean Winchester, Friends to Lovers

It’s nothing new but it’s completely new at the same time. Now he can indulge in this, a simple thing happening in front of him. Cas is looking out the window of the passenger side, watching the country blur around them but all that means is Dean can look at him. 

He’s at peace, the rumble of the car and the sun streaking somewhere above them. It’s the peak of summer and it’s too hot but the breeze is nice as they drive. He’s alternating between the road and looking over to his side. 

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester Additional Tags: Driving, summertime, Shopping, Bickering, Teasing, Hideous Hawaiian Shirt Series: Part 1 of Supernatural Summer Prompt List Summary:

On the way to the start of their vacation, Sam and Dean stop to buy supplies, which include a Hawaiian shirt.

written for @winchester-reload and SPNSummer prompt ‘playlist’ rated g | 300 words | no cw | relationships: dean/cas | tags: pre- relationship, Uno reverse Dean's Top 13 Zepp Traxx, fluff, they might not talk about it but they've got crushes on each other, I don't make the rules, sharing music as a love language

It’s not Dean’s usual music, kind of the opposite actually. But he’s going to sit and listen to this whole damn thing because Cas made it for him. It’s not songs so much as symphonies because apparently songs aren’t enough for whatever Cas is trying to convey. 

Dean’s not too sure what that is but thinks maybe he’ll figure it out by the time he gets to the end of the playlist, because it’s a whole playlist. For Dean, like that doesn’t do something to him he doesn’t want to inspect too closely. 

It’s not the same as a tape but there’s still a curation that’s obvious here, the way that the pieces actually flow into each other even when they’re not connected, different composers and eras or something. It’s really not his type of music at all but he doesn’t want to ask Sam about it. Asking Sam would mean telling him about all of this which would inevitably mean trying to explain why this had started. 

And maybe Cas doesn’t know what Zeppelin means to him but Sam would know. Sam would give him that look that he doesn’t want to think about so instead he’s just sat in his room, headphones on trying to parse out something from songs without words. 

It feels like it means something, the same way it meant something when he gave Cas the tape even if he tried to play it off like it didn’t mean anything. He does that a lot, but right now it’s just him. 

Him and the music Cas curated for him. 

(Dean/Castiel & Sam/Eileen)

Summary: walking in the sand after a long day at the beach.

Warnings: none

Word count: 1031

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‧°𓏲ּ𝄢 SPN summer, prompt #30

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It was a quiet night by the ocean. 

Eileen had driven up to visit the trio, bringing Jack and Claire after Sam, Dean and Castiel took the first few days to themselves. The sun was dipping after a long day of different beach activities and joining the two kids at the arcade. 

Sam was quietly moaning to Eileen, rolling a hair tie from her wrist to pull his hair out of his face. He had been uncomfortable with it from the heat and hadn’t been able to find a bobble that wasn’t going to snap when the smallest of force was exerted; leading to Dean teasing about the clippers. 

"Come on, dude. I’ll just keep offering to do it." Dean motioned to his own hair, mimicking the movement of cutting his hair. His hand was in Castiel’s so he was limited to just the one. 

"Dean, it’s fine. I don’t need nor want the cut. I’ll trim it again whenever." His fingers twisted around the front strands, tucking them into the short ponytail. "Besides, I like it long." 

"Mm, I’m sure Eileen will be braiding it soon." He shot a look towards the two of them, jolting when Castiel nudged him in the ribs. 

"Dean. Look at the sunset." The angel pointed to the sky, hues of orange, purple and pink crossing the landscape. His grip tightened around Dean’s hand and his thumb absentmindedly stroked his knuckles. 

"Right, ‘course Cas. Gladly." Dean nodded, giving a tight-lipped but sweet smile. "We writing our names in the sand next?" 

"I believe that is a nice custom." Castiel dragged them down to be closer to the waves, trailing his forefinger through the powdery grains until flowers were drawn. "As are drawings." 

Sam and Eileen had stayed a few yards back, Sam’s hair being fixed by her where it had fallen from the ponytail. "Better?" She spoke, brushing the shorter strands off of his forehead. 

"Yes, thank you." He caught her wrist, pressing a kiss to her pulse point. "Much better." 

His arm looped around her waist, watching the sea and the sky separately to the other two. Warmth and humidity of the air washed over them all and Eileen’s eyes drooped until they were half-lidded. It wasn’t the latest considering sunset happens earlier on in summer but she lowered them into the sand as a mirror of Dean and Castiel’s actions. 

"Should we move over to them?" Her body melted into Sam’s side, keeping her head facing his to read his lips.

"Not yet. Give them a moment." Sam made sure to enunciate on his longer sentences, not wanting Eileen to feel stuck with her already challenging impairment. 

Eileen had her arm around Sam’s, tilting his chin down with her vacant hand for a kiss. "Is this okay?" She checked, waiting for his affirming nod and for his hand to mimic hers. 

"That was more than okay."

Meanwhile, Dean and Castiel had shifted onto their knees, hunched over in the sand to draw. "I take back my teasing, this isn’t so bad." He revelled in the activity, staring up from the names and flowers they had doodled to stare into the seraphim’s bright blue eyes. "You’re really getting into the spirit of this vacation, huh?" 

"It seems so. I’m having a great time, Dean. I’d say you are too." Castiel admired Dean too, maintaining eye contact with the olive green of his gaze. "Our time is meaningful, we live in the moment for the sea to wash it away." 

"Stop with your big sentences, buddy. Keep drawing." Dean felt a little cliché drawing a heart around their two names besides the flowers Cas was drawing, nudging him in the ribs. "But yeah, it’s meaningful." 

"And you’re having a good time?"

"Mhm. I think we all needed this. Sam especially, he’s been wanting to enjoy an actual vacation since we were little."  Dean sat back on his ankles as did Castiel, the pair invading each other’s bubble of space.

"You deserve it." Castiel shifted again to cross his legs. 

"Normal feels weird, though. We’ve only felt this peace in bouts of downtime, not a full holiday." 

"Maybe not but you’ll get used to it. I’ve only observed tourist behaviour from afar so we can become tourists at the same time instead." 

"Well, I’ve driven enough and toured the states, all right. Me and Sammy can both read maps well." Dean let out a short huff of a laugh, touching their foreheads together. 

Castiel had a faint scent of sea-salt and his usual ozone surrounding him, grounding Dean and urging him to close the gap. Their lips collided in a messy haste, slowing down once the two men melted into it. The moment was quiet and only theirs, the soft crash of the waves and occasional squawk of seagulls registering as nothing but background noise.

"Okay, we definitely shouldn’t go over yet." Sam signed, deciding that using sign language would be easier for Eileen’s tired mind. 

"I think we should go back soon, get some sleep. Check on Jack and Claire." Eileen signed in response. 

Dean and Castiel parted, a smile that he only ever let Sam and Castiel see most of the time showing in the twitching corners of his mouth. The Winchester exhaled a long, shaky breath and a chuckle followed. "Woah there tiger." 

"I do not understand that reference nor see a tiger." Cas stated bluntly, making a small ‘oh’ sound when Dean waved him off.

A few yards away, Sam squeezed Eileen’s shoulder as a signal that they could go over. He made sure her cardigan was fully covering her shoulders as a chill crept in and held a hand out to help her up. They silently settled in next to Dean and Castiel, both couples content with sharing the space and each other’s company.