#Angel Castiel

[realmscupcake]

There's not enough destiel au fic where like they are in the same universe, but a different story like not a fix-it fic but there are still hunters, angels, monsters etc but fate turned out differently or something

ALSO

There's not enough destiel alternate universe that are not a fix-it fic but completely different story like no hunters at all, no angels, no monsters etc

OH AND DEMON DEAN!! but NOT Mark of Cain season 9/10 kind of Demon, but just Demon Dean and Angel Cas

I need them. i don't want fix-it fics i need a completely different story

[spooky-angel-eddie]

sastiel nation... where are you sastiel nation..

[mischieviem]

Hello Dean

[diavalkitty]

IBF officer and Inspector Constable at your service

[valeron99]

Somewhere in the 4th season.

[trashblossomart]

ah, so it‘s clear text I‘ve heard

[melle-otterwise]

Every time.

(The SPN version of this meme has probably been done many times already, but I wanted to draw my version 😇)

Oh and here is the template. Spn fandom, knock yourself out 💙

[breathingmelancholy]

sparking you guys imagination (Castiel's version)

[mommysbluntlittleinstrument]

listening to sad folk music and thinking about cowboy deancas

[100ceruleaneyes]

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The holy and unholy are in love

[depairt]

"You reek." Sulfur, rancid leather, the whisper of a long lost soul - all of it stings his nose, rougher and deeper the closer he strolls into Castiel's lair. Dean grins, pearly canines contrasting the blackness in his eyes. "Yeah, I stink real bad, don't I?" Black smoke swirls around them as he presses in close, wrapping one arm around Castiel's waist. "But you don't hate it, though. Do you, Cas?" Castiel's grace flickers blue with fury, gripping the flesh of Dean's arm, and then his wrist when Dean reaches to touch his cheek. The demon feigns a rejected pout, strawberry pink and plump, and it demands all of Castiel's willpower to keep his glare leveled. No words escape him. Not even when Dean leans close, ghosting his breath over Castiel's bare teeth. "Tell me, Cas," Dean murmurs, coaxing out a growl from the angel's throat. Castiel shuts his eyes, unable to stop himself from scenting it --- "Tell me how much you really love it." --- the whisper of a long-lost soul: so beautifully enriched with fresh forests and breezy winds from the sea. Pain and torment from a life of grief. Love and righteous divinity. -------------------------- PB Throwback? You mean an excuse to give them floofy hair? Taken.

[smollkittykat]

i am absolutely livid for how cursed Destiel was by Chucks narrative. Like Cas be tortured for months, years maybe, other angels carving into him desperately trying but never quite succeeding in making him fall into line and he returns to Dean, bruised and battered but still there, still Cas and all Dean has left for him is a scowl and a cold cup of coffee.

But Cas doesn't know that Dean had poured it when it was still hot, that Dean bought a french press a week ago, because Cas mentioned that coffee in a restaurant tastes a little bit better to him than from a gas stop. And he prays to him when the first drop of coffee meets the cup he had secretely designated as Cas'. But Cas doesn't come, he's away somewhere, like always and resentment builds in Dean. Figures.

So when Cas finally does come, he's angry. Angry at Cas for not showing, angrier at himself that he even bothered. Cas doesn't care. Why would he?

But Cas smiled just the same, takes the cup and drinks. It's cold, it's stale but it's safe. Dean made it, and he would take as much as he's allowed until Dean's anger would overflow and Cas would be unwanted again.

Little does he know it's always him leaving that would make Dean spill.

[savethisnewwriter]

Maybe I should really start on the Destiel fics, but then again I've only watched the first five seasons so. [Also, how do you post original work without lighting ruining the pic? Cuz I have no idea?]

[mandoriana]

Castiel true form

[diavalkitty]

[valeron99]

Tit for tat.

Rising for rising.