#Castiel you beautiful disaster

[whichstiel]

Yes, Castiel trying to talk to Dean in Lazarus Rising was a perfect disaster. No, I will not be taking further questions at this time.

For Suptober day 5: A perfect disaster

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STACKEDextras ➙ It seems this is gonna involve… talking to people

8.10 Torn and Frayed Written by Jenny Klein Directed by Robert Singer Original Air Date: January 16, 2013

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Sam: Ah, yes. Here we have a beautiful couple...

Y/n: I really care about your feelings!

Charlie: I really care about YOUR feelings!

Sam, turning their head: ...and then there's the disaster couple...

Dean: YOU NEED TO PAY MORE ATTENTION TO ME INSTEAD OF BEING AT THE HOSPITAL!

Castiel: I WOULDN'T HAVE TO SPEND SO MUCH TIME AT THE HOSPITAL IF YOU STOPPED INSISTING ON FIGHTING EVERYONE WHO COMES WITHIN A FIVE FOOT RADIUS OF YOU!

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As I do when I am hyperfixating on something, I have read a LOT of supernatural fanfiction in the last few months, and I get a lot of the titles I read from other peoples’ recommendations or collections on ao3, so I figured I’d share some of my favorites in case anyone else is looking for recs :)

AUs:

Spirit of the West by teen_dean

This is a shock to literally no one who follows me because I regularly bring it up, but it honestly is one of the best things I’ve ever read. The 90s horse girl AU of your dreams (or, if you haven’t dreamed of one, that you never knew you needed). The storytelling is immaculate, the symbolism rich, and it only improves on re-reading

And this, your living kiss by opal_bullets

Poet Dean AU featuring genuinely beautiful comments on language and writing and how we encounter stories and words and what they can do, and also some honestly incredible poetry

where there is darkness by quiettewandering

Lighthouse keepers AU! this one is a bit mysterious and I did scream into a pillow after finishing it. If you know the story of the Flannan Isles lighthouse keepers, it is loosely inspired by that.

Phantasma by thisisapaige

Messy Dean, my beloved. Messy, Stanford-Era Dean, my beloved. Dean breaks off from John and buys a haunted house, and things sort of escalate.

For All You Young Hockey Players Out There, Pay Attention by thursdaysfallenangel

I don’t even watch hockey, but this AU kind of made me want to start. Rivals to friends to lovers all while dealing with the homophobia in the NHL

time has come today series by teen_dean

Team Free Will brings in teen Dean Winchester to help with a case, parallel worlds come into play; every version of Dean Winchester falls in love with Castiel & all the good stuff like that

What Baking Can Do by cowlovely

Baker & Dad Dean fic and Doctor Cas? What more could you ask for?

Everyone’s a Critic by Englandwouldfall

Food Critic Cas and Chef Dean meet in a truly unfortunate way. This is worth it for Cas’s reviews alone, but also the Dean-Gabriel dynamic

FROTUS by kathscradle

A President Cas, Restaurant Owner Dean romance that was honestly just a good time

Fix-Its:

take the bones, begin anew by JustStandingHere

This was one of the first fics I read and it is sort of peak disaster™ Dean Winchester. I love a good “I fixed up a house for you and didn’t realize it meant I was in love” fic and this one is iconic

i want to do with you (what spring does with cherry trees) by sobsicles

I ugly cry every time I read this fic. It is a run of Cas and Dean’s relationship in seasons 13-15 and has Dean making a friend and it hurts but also it’s so good. Maybe my favorite Sam line of any fic comes from this fic ("If he thinks what you two do is friendship, then I must just be some guy he happens to speak to sometimes.”)

break the skin (to break the barriers) by sobsicles

Dean gets tattoos, and as he does, he tells the tattoo artist his life story. This is a post-15x19 fic told from an outside perspective and it is so well-done

Dumbassery, Denial, Doing by sobsicles

Listen tbh this list could be dominated by sobsicles and so I am showing restraint by only including three of their works. Their Dean characterization is everything to me and this fic really highlights Dean growing to understand himself better when given the freedom to

Revisions by bizarrestars

THEE what if Dean and Cas got together earlier and Chuck just wrote it out? fic.

a turn of the earth by microcomets

I love a work that explores pre-series Dean, and this one is great. Basically, think what-if later seasons Cas and pre-series Dean met (Strandlines by aeli_kindara is another good example of this premise, but in Strandlines, it is pre-series Cas as well as pre-series Dean).

psalm 40:2 by unicornpoe

On a similar note, psalm 40:2 is a great pre-series Dean, future-Cas fic. I am a bi Dean believer but this fic did sway me toward the gay Dean camp because it’s simply so good.

You Belong Among the Wildflowers by ImYourHoneyBee

Dean fixing his relationship with Jack? You got it. Dean trying to work through losing Cas? Yep. Dean getting Cas back by being stubborn? It’s there.

Who You Gonna Call? by saintedcastiel

Dean has a ghost following him around as he tries to start a life post-series, and for a while, he can’t figure out what’s happening. I love nothing more than Dean telling people he and Cas were married because he doesn’t know how else to explain and this fic delivers so hard

quilts by fleeceframe

A “Cas didn’t confess before getting taken to the Empty” fic. Soft things all around

Miscellaneous:

Fathers & Daughters by sinnabonka

On a different note, this is one of my favorite Claire fics. It looks at Claire’s relationship with Cas and the impossibility of it, and it’s so artfully done.

Bus Loop Madness by batz_in_blue

Literally just a “what if everyone lived, Jack was a toddler, and they all picked him up from school?” AU. I audibly laughed while reading this, and it’s an essential pick-me-up from the heavier fics.

More of my favorite sobsicles fics include: gorging myself on you, still can’t get full (insatiable), and he’s back (with a mind of his own), six hundred sundays (and many more), oh sooner or later it all comes down to faith, things happen (they do, they do, and they do), according to all known laws of life, and profoundly bonded (by law)

Also, honorable mentions to Ninety One Whiskey, which is such a good fic, and Make a Believer Outta Me, which is a Hocus Pocus AU that is honestly just a fun time.

[doctorprofessorsong]

Destiel Fic Recs

Who needs to stuff your face with turkey when you can stuff your brain with fanfic? Fresh out of the oven, please enjoy these fic recs.

Raise the Black by valleydean (emmbrancsxx0) @valleydean (Explicit, 246k)

There are passion projects and then there is Raise the Black which takes it to a whole new level. It's not surprising that the author of The Shawnee Trail and A Ghost Story knows how to write historical fiction, but there are so many gorgeous bits of pirate life in this fic from the superstitions to the metaphors tied to the sea. 

The story is a Pirate AU. A chance encounter has left Cas, an officer from the Royal Navy, with a lasting obsession with Dean Winchester, the notorious pirate Captain of the Impala. When presented with the opportunity to defect and save his son from the abusive practices of the Royal Navy, Cas finds himself a part of Dean’s crew. 

I cannot overstate how good this one is. The underlying pirate mythology and superstition, the horny sparring, the epic battle scenes and of course the incredibly unhinged Dean and Cas that drive this story. The story had me anxious, like literally unable to focus on work because I had to know what happened.

It's @valleydean so she gives us a happy ending, but she makes us pay dearly for it in angst (so sexy of her really). 

And it isn't just the Destiel. The casting is phenomenal. I would die for pirate Meg. The use of the younger generation (Jack, Emma, Claire, Kaia) is amazing. Sam, Benny and Charlie as pirates. Truly we get so many great characters in this one y'all.

Without giving too much away, I'll just day that this one falls into the sweeping epic category and the results are staggering.

o weary traveler by dothraki_shieldmaiden @dothwrites (Explicit, 107k)

OK. So you know when you are in like Chapter 1 of a fic and already know it's going to be one of your favorites? That was this fic for me.

A mash-up of the Odyssey and Beauty and the Beast, this fic grabbed me and refused to let go. When Dean and his crew are shipwrecked on an island, they inadvertently anger its inhabitant, Castiel. Cas, an exiled angel, decides to take revenge, culminating in a Beauty and the Beast style pact for Dean to accept punishment on behalf of his wayward crew. 

Cas in this fic is very much an ancient being lacking the human perspective and Dean is just some guy who hunts monsters. It's my favorite dynamic. The way they dance around each other and eventually come together is beautiful to watch.

Throw in some delightful worldbuilding and poetic prose and you have a powerhouse of an epic tale.

The Common Hours by quiettewandering @wanderingcas (Mature, WIP 29k so far)

I very rarely recommend WIPs, so you know when I do it's because I think there's something special about the fic. I honestly think this one and the process of getting a bit more information each week is worth diving into, even if you are normally a "wait until it's done" kind of reader (and if not, this one is worth at least marking to be read with stars and highlights and little hearts).

The fic is a twisty mystery that has me throwing out theories every chapter. Cas is an amnesiac trying to recover from trauma he doesn't understand or remember. Luckily, he met Charlie who has been helping him rebuild his life. But Cas is haunted by half memories and a forgotten life, especially the memory of a man with green eyes who inhabits his dreams.

I don't want to say too much because half of the joy of this fic is pulling at threads and watching to see how it unravels. I'll just leave it at this: the story is captivating and fresh and these versions of the characters instantly grabbed me and wouldn't let go.

Vibrato by Tiamatv  (Explicit, 69k)

Tiamatv really does write some bangers. I couldn't put this one down. They are both disasters in this fic, but in a way that makes you to hug them and smoosh their faces. Dean meets a cute boy, has a full blown bi panic, realizes he was an ass, and strikes up a friendship that morphs into a friendship with benefits that morphs into basically a long term relationship but they're both idiots. It's idiots to lovers (but still idiots) at its finest.

Oh and also Cas is a super old genetic vampire. Whoops. One of the most delightful things about this fic is how well tiamatv captures the ancient and terrible being and also just some accountant dynamic that makes Cas so deeply loveable.

Despite some heavy stuff, this one is fluffy cotton candy most of the time and it's really about their irresistible dynamic. It is immensely readable.

The Sweetest Con by aimforsplendor @aimforsplendor (Mature, 19k)

If you are looking for some fairly low angst fun, this DeanCasBang (Taylor's Version) entry is an absolute delight. Dean and Sam are Robin Hood type con men using tech to steal from the rich and give to those who need it. They've finally found the head of a crime network, a billionaire resembling a particularly prominent and news worthy one recently which makes it fairly cathartic actually. But the mission is threatened when Dean gets sidetracked by a particular blue-eyed hottie.

This one is plain fun with a healthy dose of humor and really likeable characters. This one is truly just readable. Fun and fairly light and with enough interesting turns you keep you on your toes. 

Anything You Can Do by FagurFiskur (Explicit, 21k)

From the Dean Winchester is an absolute disaster genre, this is a surprisingly sweet, crack-taken-seriously smutty romp. 

Dean overhears his soon to be ex-girlfriend Daphne talking to a friend about how their mutual rebound relationship isn't working, especially because her gay ex-fiance, Castiel, was better in bed. Dean can't possibly let that stand. 

So he does the only logical thing and tracks Cas down. And hooks up with him. So he can win at the sex. Even though he's totally straight. 

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And a Gabe

Gabe was nervous, which was not really his natural state of being. Being around you made him nervous, made his palms sweat, his tongue swell up, his mouth dry. The numerous smooth lines he created to impress and amuse deserted him, leaving him standing there in silence, staring at you like some sort of creep. At this point, he was fairly certain you didn't like him at all, but that only somehow made his feelings for you more intense.

Castiel had called for his help on a mission because his angel mojo was somewhat on the fritz. Of course, Gabe had jumped at the chance to have a reason to be around you, but so far it had been a disaster.

The five of you were standing in a motel room discussing the plan. Well, four of you were discussing the plan and Gabriel was more than a little lost in the way your lips moved as you talked.

"What do you think, angel?" You asked him, raising an eyebrow.

Shit. He needed a response, needed to answer your question, but you were looking directly at him and his mouth worked so much quicker than his brain.

"I love you." He said, very clearly. The words felt like they echoed in the resulting silence and the only thing that stopped him from disappearing forever was the way your eyes had widened while a hint of a smile played on those beautiful lips.

"Good to know. Now, what do you think about the plan?" You asked, barely holding back a smirk.

"He will be just fine." Cas assured you all, even as his brother failed to take his eyes off you.

"Good, because I'm gonna need you back in one piece, angel, then you can take me for a drink." You winked at him and Gabriel felt everything and nothing all at once. Swallowing thickly, he simply nodded his head before you turned and headed out of the room.

"Cas, tell lover boy here the plan before we get there. Good job he's teamed up with you and Sammy, we don't need any distractions." Dean huffed, following you out.

Distractions? Well now he was going to be worrying about you being safe, about you ending up trapped in a confined space with Dean. So many things could go wrong between now and him finally taking you for a drink.

"Head in the game, Gabe." Sam smirked, patting him on the shoulder.

"Head in the game." Gabe muttered to himself, determined to get this over with quick so he could see where this drink would lead.

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SUPTOBER 2022

Day Five // A Perfect Disaster

Cas touched the little vial on Dean's chest, his fingertips already numb from the little electric prickle his grace gave off to him.

"Remember when I gave this to you?"

He looked up to Dean, who lazily had a hand in Cas hair, the other one behind his own head. 

"Dude, how could I not? You looked like a mess, have been gone for two weeks, came back high as a kite, grinning from ear to ear and shoved this thing into my face, with an declaration of endless love. All I wanted to do was to punch you in the face." Cas laughed into Dean's belly, which made the hunter squirm.

"Dean, you have no idea," he smiled at his husband, older now, his hair wild and longer then he ever had it, small streaks of grey in it, but for Castiel still the most beautiful person on earth.

"I've seen you, for  the first time," he sighed at the memory "-without any glamour or stress or God given curse, without seeing your soul first," he closed his eyes, Dean's hand started to caress his hair.

"The Righteous Man, Michael Sword, bearer of the Marc of Cain, broken and bend by God, so damn angry at everything and everyone," he paused, his fingers found the long scars on Dean's arm "put together by me."

"A Perfect Disaster, in the form of Dean Winchester" Dean's hand stilled, his breath catched in his throat while Cas intense blue eyes still just looked at him.

"And to remind you, you punched me in the face, hard," the ex-angel said dryly, which made Dean snort out a laugh.

"I kissed it better!"

"I don't remember that part!"

"Come here and I'll jog your memory" Dean pulled the ex-angel closer to him, which the angel followed easily.

They kissed, slow and sweet, a hum in Cas throat as they parted after a while.

"What a nice memory to remember" he whispered against Dean's swollen lips.

ENDVERSE AU

[deancasbigbang]

Don't Say Gay (in Russia)

Author: ValandraWrites

Artist: SoloArcana

Rating: Explicit

Pairings: Dean Winchester/Castiel

Length: 78567

Warnings: Homophobic Violence and Language Physical Violence Attempted Sexual Assault

Tags: High School, Russian Castiel, Foreign Exchange Student, Hurt/Comfort, Musician Castiel, Tattooed Castiel, John Winchester's A+ Parenting, Protective Bobby Singer, Cultural Differences, Happy Ending

Summary: Foreign exchange student Castiel Krushnic arrived in America looking for a clean slate for his senior year, but his host family didn’t even remember he was coming. He resigns himself to another year of isolation, but the green-eyed boy who finally arrives to take him home is as confusing as he is beautiful. Dean Winchester is less than impressed to discover his father had signed them up as a host family and never told him and Sam. Now he has to deal with a grumpy Russian who barely talks, a best friend who isn't speaking to him, a brother full of teenage hormones, and a whole litany of doubt about who he is and what he really wants. It’s going to be a fucking disaster of a senior year. Getting closer to Cas requires that Dean confront his own demons as well as try to heal the physical and invisible wounds the past has inflicted upon the tender heart beneath the hard shell who only ever learned the party line that you Don’t Say Gay in Russia.

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[vaicomcas]

Why I love 7x01 trailer scene

Did I mention how much I love the 7x01 trailer scene? I love it in a way that's directly proportional to how much I hate the TMWWBK ring of fire scene. But it is also more than that.

1)It was at once light and heavy. Their grand ill-fated history lurked in the background, yet their interactions were breezy and easy-going from the start--and this was all Crowley, who despite being the loser in the power struggle, despite the need to submit to Castiel to survive, acted like himself, smiling, flirting, playful and uninhibited. And although you see that he was not entirely happy about hell being downsized, his resignation was not bitter nor fake, but came from a place of real respect and acknowledgement of Castiel's power and Castiel's victory.

2) It was at once sweet and painful. Painful because Castiel was never more powerful than this moment, but also never more alone. In the previous episode he said "I have no family." His former friends feared and loathed him, wanted him dead. He had no true support in heaven (he had to kill thousands to maintain his rule; he was doing all his work by himself, no angels joined in his crusade to fix God's "mess"). Sweet because in these few minutes with the King of Hell, he got to have a genuinely relaxed and friendly interaction. Sweet because Crowley's antics made him smile. Sweet because he got to feel good about himself for once in his whole damn life.

3) However turbulent and violent their journey had been in Season 6, however surreal the circumstance of "meeting the new God" was, they got to have this peaceful, light-hearted banter with each other, they got to be themselves. They showed uncomplicated affection for each other. The weight of the world, of heaven and hell and earth, almost seem to be suspended for their moment.

4) But for me, it is so sad to watch now, knowing what's to come for them. For Castiel, especially, this was the last moment he got to believe in himself, it was the last moment he demanded and received respect. After this scene, only disaster, humiliation and slander awaited him, in and out of universe. Crowley's path of degradation would be delayed by two seasons, but it would catch up with him in ways no less brutal.

The whole scene was beautiful. The sigils overhead, the brown-and-orange checkered curtain, the whisky that Crowley carried like a talisman, the way they tilted their heads at each other. And this was their last moment of glory, last moment they got to be themselves, and they got to be themselves because they got to be with each other.

"You found me."

"I never lost you."

[whimsyswastry]

Get to know the Blogger

<3 <3 Thank you  @greypetrel​ for the tag. Sorry it’s taken me a bit...that ADHD urge to rearrange in the middle of the night on a work day hit on earlier this week and my loft has been a disaster area since.

I think I filled out something similar not too long ago, but as I’m pretty sure most of my answers have changed since then, I shall fill it out again. Plus, I love being tagged :D

Share your wallpaper: I’m rocking the Dragon Age love. A beautiful and complicated piece you can find here, by @lethendralis-paints

Last song you listened to: Feeling nostalgic for being 18 so I’m listening to Here (In Your Arms) by Hellogoodbye

Currently reading: Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo for the second time. The entrire grishaverse gripped me in a way I hadn’t felt since H*P* when I was like 9 years old. Plus, who doesn’t love Wesper?

Last movie: Quasi on Hulu by the people who made Super Troopers. Surprisingly funny, but definitely one of those dumb improv movies you need to be in the mood for.

Last show: lol also Supernatural. I missed Cas, so I’m re-watching some of my favorite episodes while I design a digital planner.

Craving: Sleep. I gave in to my recent craving of homemade brownies and now just need to sugar crash.

What are you wearing right now: A loose 2-piece pj set, blank spaghetti straps and black shorts.

How tall are you: I converted my height from imperial and apparently I am also around 166 cm.

Piercings: Two in each ears that usually has tiny hoops in it. I also had a triple forward helix which was SO AWESOME, but itched like mad so I took them out and let it close.

Tattoos: One on each wrist and a handful of others that I plan on getting if I ever commit the time and money.

Glasses? Contacts? Glasses. I used to wear contacts on special occasions, but I’ve embraced the glasses 24/7 lifestyle.

Last drink: Water

Last thing you ate: The aforementioned brownies

Favorite color: It changes pretty regularly. As far as clothing goes, I really like dark reddish purple, that orange-y yellow, olive green, and eggplant. Any jewel tone really. But I’m also a fan of those sickly sweet pastels when I’m doodling.

Current obsession: I’m between obsessions honestly. I guess the closest thing would be the digital planner I’m designing. Can’t wait until the DA or ME bug bites me again, though. Particularly because I’m *so* close to having completed my second draft of Operation Leviathan, but my brain just won’t do the thing.

Any pets: One adorable, stubborn, sassy basset mix.

Favorite fictional character: Only one? Umm....Castiel comes to mind immediately. But he’s just the current one, not my all time favorite…all-time favorite is probably…. Kaidan Alenko.

Tagging || I tagged a bunch of people last time and am feeling shy...so please consider yourself tagged and don’t forget to tag me if you do it! <3

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Nice Day For A...Wait For It (1 of 5)

(For no.8: Everything Hurts and I'm Dying)

Fandom: Supernatural Rating: G General Warning: chronic illness, internalized ableism, disability, violence

Summary: Sam and Eileen's wedding is just a few days away, and Dean and Castiel join them for some relaxation at the hotel before the ceremony. But Winchester Luck strikes again, and they find themselves at the center of disaster as secrets are uncovered. Cas has gotten stronger since the ritual that tore his grace away and left him human, but will it be enough when he's targeted by a malevolent spirit? (Read on AO3)

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"Once I pitied your sorrow. But now, were you sorrowless, without fear or any lack, were you the blissful Queen of Gondor, still I would love you."

(Faramir to Eowyn, Return of the King - J.R.R. Tolkein)

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After spending most of his life, boy and man, sleeping in hotel rooms, Dean Winchester was more than accustomed to waking up in strange beds. Waking up with a former angel-of-the-lord wrapped octopus-like around him, however, was a relatively new situation.

Dean gave a sad smile and ran his fingers through the dark hair that barely peeked over the edge of the blanket. He and Sam joked that Cas’s sleeping position was an indicator for how he was feeling: the less of his face showing, the worse his night had been. Through some combination of the car ride, the weather, the unfamiliar bed, and the stress of a new environment it hadn’t been a good night.

“C’mon, Sunshine,” Dean murmured. He kissed the top of Cas’s head and tried to pry him away. “Meeting Sammy and Eileen for breakfast, remember?” The hotel had a full breakfast spread, including a waffle bar, which was one of the reasons the lovebirds had chosen this place for their ceremony.

God, Sam was getting married. Again.

Cas whined deep in his chest and tried to burrow in closer, mumbling something into Dean’s shoulder.

“Didn’t catch that,” Dean teased.

Reluctantly, Cas pushed away just enough to curl up against the pillow next to Dean. “Everything hurts and I’m dying.”

It was such an unexpected complaint that Dean had to laugh. “You know you’ll feel better if you get moving.”

Cas just stared at him, and Dean felt a lump of pity in his throat. He was pale, with dark circles under his eyes, and a face pinched from new and old pain. But even so, after everything, he was still beautiful. Still Castiel.

“If you get up now, I’ll make Sam give you real coffee,” Dean said, only half teasing. He dodged a half-hearted swipe with a laugh and headed for the ensuite bathroom. “I’ll be out in ten minutes, and if you’re not dressed you’re going to breakfast in pajamas.”

Cas was, thankfully, dressed by the time Dean was out of the shower, but his face darkened into a scowl when Dean pulled the wheelchair out of the closet. “Dean.”

“I know,” Dean held his hands up. “Cas, you gotta get some rest, man. You said everything hurt, right?”

His scowl only deepened, but Cas limped across the room and settled into the wheelchair reluctantly. “I hate this.”

“Good food, fresh air, you’ll be back on your feet in no time,” Dean promised, backing out of the room and pausing to lock the door.

Cas was silent, his posture stiff, and Dean could see that his grip on the chair was so tight his knuckles were turning white.

“Hey,” Dean dropped the handles and knelt in front of Cas, resting his hand on Cas’s clenched fingers. “It’s gonna be okay. We’ll get through this.”

“I just want to be better,” Cas hissed. “I’m so…tired.”

Dean’s heart broke a little. Cas had gone from an all-powerful angel-of-whoever to a scarred, frail human during a ritual Naomi performed to power herself up. They’d taken care of super-bitch, but not even Jack could bring Cas’s grace back.

“You know I’d rather you be an almighty dick again if it meant you were happy,” Dean said slowly. Cas relaxed his grip on the chair enough for Dean to twine their fingers together. “But I’m so happy you’re here, Cas. No matter what happens.”

He waited for Cas to nod, then took the handles of the wheelchair and followed the hall out to the dining room. Cas was better, even if it didn’t feel like it this morning. He’d gained some weight back, didn’t get cold as easily, and his flare-ups were less frequent. But he still had setbacks and having a bad flare-up on top of the stress and fatigue of travel had to be disheartening.

“And there’s the bride!” Dean announced, wheeling Cas up to the table where Eileen was picking over a plate piled high with French toast and bacon. “Getting cold feet yet?”

She met his gaze with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes and held her foot out toward him. “I’m wearing three pairs of socks.”

Dean threw back his head with a laugh. “Cas? Want me to get you something?”

“You promised me coffee.”

“And a Belgian waffle with fruit and whipped cream, I remember.” Dean winked at Eileen. “Need more bacon?”

She’d scooted closer to Cas and handed him a couple of strips off her plate. “Always.”

“Coffee, waffle, and bacon. Coming right up!”

He found Sam at the waffle bar, tending to a couple of waffle makers that were already steaming, and snagged the pitcher of batter to start making Cas’s waffle. “Why didn’t we ever stay at a place like this growing up?”

Sam snorted. “Because Dad paid with stolen credit cards and poker money?”

Dean grunted in agreement.

“How’s Cas?” Sam asked after a few seconds.

Dean let out a sigh. “Rough night. He’s putting on a show, but he’s hurting. Like the old days.”

Sam winced and looked over his shoulder. Eileen was talking animatedly to Cas, her hands dancing gracefully as she signed. “She wants him to walk her down the aisle.”

“Yeah, I heard. One more reason for him to rest up over the next couple days.”

“Dean…”

“I know. Let him be his own man, right?” Dean leaned back against the counter, idly watching two of the hotel employees tending to the buffet. Maybe if he distracted Sam, he wouldn’t notice if he got sausage and bacon.

“That smell is back in the pantry,” one of the employees complained as she arranged clean plates and flatware at one end of the buffet.

“Again?” the other rolled her eyes. “This place is falling apart. It’s always cold next to the hostess stand, even when the heat’s on, I can’t stand it.”

Dean met Sam’s eyes. “Don’t tell me.”

Sam shook his head, busy plating his waffles. “We checked this place out. No history of violent deaths or suspicious disappearances. It should be clean.”

“It obviously isn’t.” Dean snagged a plate and hastily began piling it high from the buffet. “What the hell, Sammy?”

“I don’t know, but if these people are in danger…”

“Yeah, yeah.” Cas’s waffle was done now, and despite the urgency Dean was still careful to cover it with all the fruit and whipped cream his angel could desire. Two plates braced in one hand and two cups of coffee in the other, he trailed after Sam back to their table.

“We have a problem,” Sam announced, voice low, as soon as they sat down. He quickly explained what they’d overheard from the hotel staff. “Might not be anything. This is an old building.”

“Yeah, when is it ever nothing,” Dean grumbled. Cas was just poking at his waffle, still looking a little to pale and shaken for Dean’s liking.

“We have to do something,” Cas replied, leaning forward. “What’s the plan?”

“The plan,” Dean announced, pointing his fork at Cas, “is for you to stay in the room and rest while we talk to the staff.”

“Dean, I can help.”

Dean glared at him, but Cas stared back defiantly. He’d barely gotten three hours of sleep, was in too much pain to walk more than a half dozen feet, and was clearly holding himself together with a mixture of stubbornness and caffeine (that Dean had to block Sam from taking away. He had a promise to keep, after all).

“Look, it can’t be too serious, right?” Sam interjected. “Not if we didn’t pick it up in our research. Something recent, so not as strong as an old haunting.”

“Yeah. Kind of thing we can do in our sleep,” Dean agreed, still looking at Cas.

Sam tugged on his arm, forcing him to break eye contact. “This has to happen sometime, Dean.”

No, it really didn’t. No matter how much Cas had talked about wanting to help them, to be a hunter, Dean’s ultimate plan was to keep him tucked away where he couldn’t get hurt again.

But that wasn’t fair to Cas, was it? If he tried to control Cas’s life like that, even for his own safety, he’d be no better than the ones who had hurt him so many times.

“Dean.” Cas took his hand and Dean looked back at him.

He swallowed. “I don’t want you to get hurt, Cas.”

Cas smiled at him sadly. He couldn’t stop Cas from getting hurt. Even if they ran away now, just the two of them. Retiring to a house on the beach with nothing but sun, sand, and suf. Even then, Cas would still be hurting.

“All right,” Dean’s shoulders slumped and he leaned forward, still holding Cas’s hand. “So what’s the plan?”

(Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5)

[fandom]

Soooooo...2020, huh?

This is it. It’s December. Only one more month until the year can climb right back into the dumpster fire whence it came. But before the sun sets on this shambolic year, there’s still one thing left to do. 

*clears throat*

In 2013, when we first introduced Tumblr’s Year in Review, there was no way to know we’d one day be reviewing a year that in no way, shape, or form deserves a formal assessment. Unless 2020 gave you the gift of prescience, you probably didn’t expect such a complete disaster of a year, either. Nevertheless, here we are! 

We all know what didn’t happen this year (life), but what did happen in 2020? We tried (and failed) to make sourdough bread, we loved then quickly got bored of a game we’ve waited eight years to play, we filled our time with fiction while the real world crumbled around us, and we collectively made binge watching a way of life. If nothing else, 2020 gave us time to explore new hobbies and rekindle forgotten ones. 

Just as the reality of quarantine began to set in, the world erupted in protest, responding to the killing of George Floyd and systemic issues of racial injustice.  Our community took to the streets in support of the Black Lives Matter movement and inspired voters across the United States to fight to have their voices heard. And we did it all while navigating the worst pandemic in over a century. No big deal, right?

This year’s YIR posts account for a full 365 days, from October 21, 2019 to October 20, 2020. We know the world imploded right after that window closed, and we’ll talk about that too, but that won’t be reflected in these lists (sorry, Castiel). Sit back, relax and let's look back at what happened in 2020.

Top 20 of 2020 100 Ships Destiel Live Action TV The Witcher Animated TV Avatar: The Last Airbender TV Characters Reality + Variety TV Personalities Movies Movie Characters The Twilight Renaissance Spoilers Actresses Actors Web Celebs Web Series, Webcomics, + Podcasts Incorrect Quotes Memes The Year in Memes Aesthetics Cottagecore Tumblr communities COVID-19 Black Lives Matter LGBTQIA+ Tech in 2020 Video Games Animal Crossing KK Slider Album Redraws Mobile Games Gaming Characters Animal Crossing Villagers Anime + Manga Anime + Manga Characters Music Genres Music Groups Solo Acts K-Pop Groups K-Pop Stars Songs Beauty + Fashion Books Authors Food + Drink Recipes Home + Interiors Art Styles Edits Astrology Athletes Pro Wrestlers Sports Top GIFs Cursed Images Soothing Stuff Tumblr Gets Deep Post of the Year

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Do you have any random headcanon about hsl boys?

Hi there! Thank you for your ask 💞​ I'm sorry it has taken me so long to reply 😩 I wanted to have more info about Kentin's AL before writing anything 🥺 I must warn you, my hcs doesn't make any fucking sense 🤸🏻🤸🏻

Kentin

Kentin is a natural driver. When he drove a car for the first time it was like he had been driving for years. He's the kind of person that would say that the car's engine talks to you and all that shit.

Although he's not that good at cooking, he follows a bunch of accounts about fitness cooking. Also, he makes smoothies everyday.

He travels a lot and he likes to pick a souvenir from every place he's been to. His fridge is full of magnets.

He has a driving playlist with chilling songs but he doesn't always listen to it while driving since he likes to listen to the car's engine or relax admiring the landscapes.

He greets every.single.puppie. he meets in the street.

Totally a morning person, he enjoys waking up early and taking a morning stroll cause there are not many people in the street.

Armin

He has many food apps cause he prefers to order food instead of cooking. Also I bet he tends to forget to go to the supermarket and buy food so there's not really much to cook with.

His appartement/house isn't really big cause the smaller, the less he has to clean.

He likes pineapple pizza and many weird food combinations that would cause you stomach ache but to him they're just awesome.

He has a chair in which he stacks all his clothes and his shoes are heaped at the end of the closet, but then you look at his setup and it's polished.

It's not that he's filthy, he's just lazy.

He wears different socks in each foot, he says it's fashion but actually it's because he loses them when he does the laundry.

He choses the cereals not by flavour but by the coolest picture in the box.

Nathaniel

He's the kind of person that would spend 10 minutes in the laundry detergent's corridor at the supermarket sniffing all the cloth softener to see which one smells the best before buying it.

He's a conspiracist.

He has 15 ties that look the same but he says they're different.

Would give her sister a sex toy as a bday present cause he prefers she "satisfies her needs" with a sex toy than a man.

His feet stink so he has to buy lots of foot deodorant.

Lysander

When he started to live alone he was a walking disaster.

Like, he would burn his food and forget to hang his washing and his clothes would end up smelling wet and badly. He got better on time though.

He has a set of wine cups that belonged to his parents and instead of washing them with the rest of the dishes, he sets them apart to wash them later with care and in solitude. Candy is the only one he trust enough to let her clean them.

He has a great sense of smell.

He has never had social media cause he says people are too toxic there. Maybe just Pinterest and TikTok.

Castiel

When he was a teen he listened to boybands in secret.

He follows a bunch of ASMR accounts.

When it comes to having children, he prefers a daughter over a son.

He has a bunch of playlists with weird names.

If he did quizzes on uquiz, he would be the annoying person that includes a Lyrics question.

He watches beauty vlogs, specially the ones that compare different kinds of hair products.

My masterlist

Asks' rules

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Destiel Fic Recs

Some more recs for your reading pleasure. This one is AU heavy, so enjoy the feast if that's what you crave.

First Response to Love by Briston and Whitster_lizzy @whitster-lizzy (Explicit, 98k)

This crack taken seriously rom com is an absolute delight. You will be giggling the entire time at this one.

Cas is stuck in a dead end reporter job at a failing station in the unfortunately or hilariously (depending on your level of middle school humor) named town of Uranus.

When Cas' cat gets stuck in a tree, his panicked call results in the fire department (and half of emergency services) showing up - including his wet-dream-slash-crush Dean Winchester. He recognizes Dean from a charity calendar, and he may be just a smidge obsessed with him. Like owns a bunch of merch with his picture obsessed. But what he doesn’t know is Dean also has a massive crush on Castiel. Like an embarrassing, watch DVR recordings of the man over and over crush. Dean manages to get it together enough to ask Cas to report on a public safety measure and what follows is a very public and adorable courtship that just might save the station.

Expect mutual disaster idiots, lots and lots of humor and a delightful cast of residents. But also this fic has an underlying softness that will have you unable to put it down. Also, a developing friendship between Balthazar, Gabriel and Crowley that is the best thing that has happened to me personally in a long time.

Seriously, it's a delight.

Linden by fleeceframe @tasteslikevelvet (Explicit, 76k)

Look, fleeceframe has this incredible ability to write gorgeous, gentle stories that take apart your heart like a 500 piece puzzle and put it back together. This one is both particularly soft and particularly beautiful.

A fairytale AU, this tells the story of Cas, a shy and lonely honey merchant who falls in love with one of the Swans, local celebrities, who as a result of a curse, turn into swans. There are wings. There is gorgeous worldbuilding. But most importantly, there is just this gorgeous love story between two very lonely men who feel invisible.

They don't just accept each other, they cherish each other. It’s gorgeous.

The Handyman's Special by Carrieosity @carrieosity (Explicit, 51k)

If you want a good laugh, this is the fic for you. I was cracking up the ENTIRE time.

Dean, a professor with minimal construction experience and a shoddy home inspection, buys a fixer upper that's more like a money pit. But he can’t face the "I told you so" from Sam, so he hires a contractor in secret. And then to keep that secret, he lies and says the contractor, Cas, is his boyfriend.

What follows is a disaster-Dean rom com with a lot of heart. The angst never gets too angsty. It's fun and sweet and hilarious.

Too Hot To Hunt by Englandwouldfall (Teen, 19k)

A canon fix-it case fic that reverses the fuck or die trope. Dean and Cas encounter a monster that attacks couples during intimacy. Which means two things: 1. Dean has to reveal to his brother that he and Cas have been an item since he came back, and 2. Dean and Cas may have to use their words instead of hiding behind sexual intimacy. So that’s not awkward at all.

This one is just immensely satisfying, digging into all of the things that make Dean and Cas so bad at communicating. It's soft, awkward, and mildly angsty in the best way.

Jurassicatural by anyrei and queerwerewolf @anyreiart @queerwerewolf @the-real-anywolf (Explicit, 34k)

A delightful mashup of Jurassic Park and SPN, this one is just really fun. Chuck Shurley had created a new theme park for long extinct monsters, but his investors have one requirement before opening: sign-off from experts on the creatures.

Enter the Winchester brothers, a Paleontologist and Paleobotanist, and Dr. Cas Novak, Historian. But life finds a way and so does trouble.

In addition to just being fun, this one features an instant obsession between Destiel that is really fun to watch, a delightfully moody Claire, a sunny Jack and some really fun monsters.

Fata morgana by orange_crushed (Teen, 6.6k)

This is a short read but woof. It really packs a punch. A canon adjacent story in Hell told from the perspective of Bela Talbot, it's the kind of fic that will make you want to munch on the shower door.

There's an angel in Hell and Bela is going to find him. The angel? Cas seeking out Dean, the King of Hell.

This one plays with the lore in an extremely satisfying way. It's justice for Bela, though not in a saccharine sweet way, and also some really lovely Cas stuff.

A Demon Like Him by EllenOfOz @ellen-of-oz (Explicit, 24k)

If you are looking for some fun worldbuilding, this fic has you. Set in a world powered by magic, Dean is on the cusp of graduating and becoming a warlock. It's everything his father has ever wanted…and now he has to admit nothing he actually wants. Dean is determined to fail the final exam - to summon and bind himself to a demon - so that he can finally be free. Unfortunately for Dean, he fails at failing and instead summons an incubus, Castiel.

This one has some gorgeous nods to canon and it's simply a fun, sizzling read. The angst isn't too angsty. Cas is basically a sex God. It’s good, dirty fun. On top of that, Dean and Cas have some absolutely gorgeous soft moments.

Dark Side of the Moon by imogenbynight @thevioletcaptain (Mature, 37k)

An astronaut AU similar in some aspects to the Martian: after Dean's crew is killed in an accident on the moon, he's left alone and traumatized. Cas volunteers to help retrieve him, but can they make it in time and what will they find when they get there?

This one has a nice balance of horror elements, trauma, and humor. It also has just really likeable cast of characters. Even though you know it will all end well, there are some delightfully tense moments and the immediate bond between Cas and Dean is a delight.

See my other fic recs on my new sideblog @riversrecs

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The last idea abouts stories ❤️❤️

Loki and reader are left alone in the compound and spend time together. Maybe at first platonic and then they admit their feelings to each other.

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Warnings: humor, fluff!

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Disgruntled noises that left you were promptly ignored as Dr Banner led you towards the ‘detention room’ as the team called it, in the compound.

It was a practical joke gone wrong, not that big of a deal in your opinion, honestly. You simply conjured a snake and sent it to Thor’s room using your magic, who in turn came out lunging after the serpent and ended up crashing into Stark’s precious lab, destroying millions of dollars worth of technology.

Holding the door open, Bruce gestured for you to step inside with a sympathetic smile, the reason for which you understood the moment you peaked your head in.

You weren’t going to be alone in the room.

Loki was already perched in a corner, intently reading what looked like an ancient novel.

“Oh this is great. At least let me have my phone?” You requested, rolling your eyes for what felt like the hundredth time when he shook his head in a no.

“Ugh! Fine. Be mean and leave me to my misery.”

“Let me know if he bothers you too much, (Y/N).” Bruce offered, jerking his head towards the God of Mischief who payed no heed to your conversation.

“Oh yeah? How?” You asked, crossing your arms over your chest as he went to close the door behind him, shouting a reply.

“Yell!”

At this point, Loki’s head snapped up in your direction, his eyes narrowing curiously as you paced around the length of the room.

“Do I want to know what you did this time?” He asked, with an air of indifference.

“Let a snake inside your brother’s bed” you mumbled, cursing yourself for not doing better.

“I beg your pardon?”

“A beautiful-looking brown snake ended up being the cause of a ‘major disaster’ in Stark’s lab thanks to your brother.”

Loki seemed amused with the information that had reached his ears, you noticed him shutting his book and was now giving you his full attention. Either that or he was waiting to give you his unsolicited judgement.

“I’m intrigued, but you could do better. Thor is rather fond of snakes. It never ends well.” He trailed off, seeming to be recalling an incident from his past.

“Yeah no shit.”

You took a seat in the far corner of the room, missing Loki and his infamous face of disapproval, resting your head against the wall with a sigh before your eyes darted back to his crumbly old book.

“How ancient is that that thing?” You asked, bringing your knees close to your chest.

“Centuries old. My mother had this book brought down when I was imprisoned inside the dungeons in Asgard.” Loki explained, eyes boring into yours almost like a forced reminder of the attacks of New York.

“Mm-hmm. You are put in dungeons a lot.”

“As are you.” He challenged, keeping the book aside and striding over to where you were, traces of an amused smile on his face.

That was a first.

It was true though. You and the God of Mischief had powers that were almost identical, and to some extent your personalities were similar too. And it would be a blatant lie if you said you did not find the man attractive.

The team had deemed you both as certified menace, that never stopped you from getting up to occasional pranks. Sometimes they laughed, other times it ended up like this.

On many past incidents, you had heard Loki thoroughly impressed with your antics, never from the horse’s mouth though. He kept his distance, and you kept yours.

“You were born with your powers, weren’t you?”

Loki’s question brought you back to reality, making you take notice of him taking a seat on the floor next to you.

“Mostly, yes. But I worked on them over the years. After joining the team, it was Dr. Banner who helped me the most. Ironically he’s always the one bringing me down here.”

The two of you chuckled, remaining silent before you idly made random patterns appear in the air using your magic. The room was filled with a vibrant blue glow, illuminating your faces in the light. Your face turned warm under Loki’s burning gaze, before you cleared your throat and repeated his question back to him.

“My mother taught me all that I know. Perhaps I could teach you—only if you want to.” He corrected himself quickly, suddenly seeming uncertain of your reaction before your reassuring smile cleared his doubts.

“Are you suggesting we team up and cause havoc in this compound?” You giggled, teasing lightly before your eyes went wide watching Loki create mini fireworks with his magic, adding flair to the display.

"Perhaps. Would you consider joining me for a cup of coffee first, as they say here on Midgard?"

Loki paused for your reaction, searching your eyes as you strived to reveal nothing. Your heart was beating out of your chest with delight at the proposal.

Instead of words, you chose magic, agreeing to this date as the patterns you created formed an answer - 'I'd love to'.

This took me too long to answer, apologies! Hope this was okay!

[deancasbigbang]

Title: Don't Say Gay (in Russia)

Author: ValandraWrites

Artist: SoloArcana

Rating: Explicit

Pairings: Dean Winchester/Castiel Past Dean Winchester/Lee Webb

Length: 75000

Warnings: Homophobic language and violence Attempted Sexual Assault

Tags: High School AU, Russian Castiel, Hurt/Comfort, Boys in Love, Musician Castiel, Pierced Castiel, John Winchester's A+ Parenting, Past Abuse, Physical Abuse, Happy Ending

Posting Date: October 31, 2022

Summary: Foreign exchange student Castiel Krushnic arrived in America looking for a clean slate for his senior year, but his host family didn’t even remember he was coming.  He resigns himself to another year of isolation, but the green-eyed boy who finally arrives to take him home is as confusing as he is beautiful. Dean Winchester is less than impressed to discover his father had signed them up as a host family and never told him and Sam.  Now he has to deal with a grumpy Russian who barely speaks, a best friend who isn't speaking to him, a brother full of teenage hormones, and a whole litany of doubt about who he is and what he really wants.  It’s going to be a fucking disaster of a senior year. Getting closer to Cas requires that Dean confront his own demons as well as try to heal the physical and invisible wounds the past has inflicted upon the tender heart beneath the hard shell who only ever learned the party line that you Don’t Say Gay in Russia.

Excerpt: “So what’s the paper on?” Dean asked, leaning closer to the screen so he could see Gavriil clearly.  It was amazing that they were just chatting with someone all the way in Russia on Cas’ laptop. Cas huffed and rolled his eyes.  “Hugh Heffner.  Is biography assignment.” Dean cracked up, dropping his head to the ground.  “Are you fucking kidding?” “He had to write about American figure in history in English.  And the draft he asked me to check…”  Cas shuddered.  “Will be here a while to finish cleaning it up, if Gavrill can focus.”  Gavriil shrugged as Cas pulled the document he was editing back up, snapping at him in Russian as he made changes.   Dean laid there and closed his eyes, listening to the easy flow of Cas’ voice, the comfortable laugh he shared with his cousin – the only family member he had left.  Now and then, Cas’ gaze would wander over to Dean, and he’d smile, gentle and private, only to be rewarded with another guffaw and taunting garble of Russian. At one of Gavriil’s outbursts, Cas barked a laugh.  Dean poked him in the side.  “What?” “Gavriil says you are cuddly,” Cas said without turning. “Cuddly?” “Ahh, my brain is tired, um he say ‘cute like kitten to cuddle.’” Cas chuckled, clicking around in Gabe’s document and typing a few words. “I am not,” Dean pouted, making Cas chuckle again. “Да, Лапачка.  You are most cute.”   A broken gasp came through the laptop’s speakers, followed by a high-pitched squeal and another stream of Russian.  Cas’ cheeks flushed, and he tried to interrupt, talking over Gavriil with no success until he dropped his face into his hands with a groan. “Dean…  You know Лапачка?” Gavriil asked with a singsong voice. Dean scowled at the laptop screen, switching programs so he could see Gavriil’s face.  “Yes…  Why?” “What mean?” Gavriil narrowed his eyes and Cas groaned his cousin’s name. “Um, it’s like friend or something, right?” Dean’s eyes darted between Gavriil and Cas. “Is for… lover.” The way Gavriil said the last word is borderline obscene, and Dean’s brain began to melt. “Ummm…” Dean searched for words.  He was struck with the idea of just shutting the laptop and hanging up on Gavriil, making it all go away.  That way, he could stick his fingers in his ears and pretend this conversation never happened. Gavriil laughed at the look on Dean’s face, and when Cas lifted his head, his cheeks were flushed bright pink.  “Stop, Gavriil.  Ёб вашу мать!”  He turned and looked doe-eyed at Dean.  “I am sorry.  He thinks he is funny.  He is not.  He is walrus cock who can’t even write his own paper.” “But Cas…” Dean raised his eyebrow and whispered, not even thinking about how ridiculous that was since he was speaking English.  “He called me your… lover.” “Да!” Gavriil yelled, clapping his hands.  “Lover.  Hugh Heffner.  Larry Flint.  Sexy Sexy Bunny Boy, yes?  I have big kielbasa!”

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