#Gosh cas Is 😍

[reallyunluckyrunaway]

he stays tryin'

[pingunaa]

KNG I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE YOUR BLOG LAYOUT 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

I SPENT THE THREE-FOUR DAYS OF ME ROTTING IN BED WHILE WATCHING SPN (I couldn’t resist it castiel is all over my fyp) AND OMG IM ALREADY AT SEASON 4 AND CASTIEL AHHHHHHHHHHHBBHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH 😭😭😭😭🙏😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 (I’m always watching it like during my chores, during meals well except for showers but JAVSJABJABSJSBJS)

AHHHH THANK U QUILL!!!!! I FELT LIKE IT NEEDED TO CHANGE 😤😤😤

ALREADY AT SEASON 4 OH MY GOSH 😨‼️ANHHH I KNOW RIGHT!!! CAS IS SO HEART EYES 😍😍😍 IM FOREVER A CAS PERSON, NOBDOY CAN CHANGE MY MIND!,z!!!! (i do that too thats so real omg 🙏🙏)

HIS ENTRANCE IS SO ICONIC 😵😵😵😵😵 AND HIS WINGS R AWESOME!!!!! I HOPE YOUVE ENJOYED IT SO FARR 🙏🙏🫶🫶🫶🫶

[peonierose]

You are amazing and you matter. Remember that. No matter how your day is going, I hope this makes you smile. You deserve to have a good day. Sending sunshine and sunflowers just for you: ☀️ 🌻🌻🌻 💛

Nonny 🥹

Oh my gosh. This…just hit me so hard. Emotionally speaking. Thank you for your kind words. Also sunflowers are some of my favorite flowers 🌻🌻🌻🌻 So you sending some? Epic 😍

I hope you have a sunshiny day wherever you are. Hope your day is filled with joy and happiness. You deserve to have a fantastic day 💛

Also sorry for responding so late 😅

Here’s a little Dean & Cas hug 🤗 Have a wonderful day / night 💛

[destielshipper4cas]

OH MY GOSH, this is so cute! 😍 This was the best surprise! It didn’t just make my day, but my mood went from ‘meh, life sucks’ to full-on SQUEE MODE in seconds! I seriously can’t stop smiling! 🥰

I'm absolutely floored by how incredibly adorable Dean and Cas look in this piece. A deeply heartwarming and tender depiction of that intimate embrace. You can feel the love and comfort between them as they hold each other close, their bodies leaning into one another. The drawing captures that perfect moment of warmth and serenity, where they find peace in each other’s arms.

The way they’re holding each other, wrapped up in that tender hug, is exactly how I imagined them. The emotional depth captured here fills you with warmth just looking at how happy they are, how much they care about each other.

The cozy cabin setting, the earthy tones and autumn colors, just radiate warmth, and I can feel that soft, warm feeling you were going for. The soft, soothing atmosphere definitely envelops the scene in a cozy glow, which evokes feelings of tranquility and quiet comfort.

And their positions on their stools—just what I wanted to express with words. Cas in his apron over the trench coat (so cute!), Dean in his flannel and jeans, looking all “lumberjack” cozy. The way their eyes are closed, expressions soft, as they enjoy the moment, completely soaking up that closeness—it just melts my heart and makes me go d’awwwww. You've captured that moment so beautifully! 💗

Plus, the background decorations? So cool! The Halloween touches with the garland of little ghosts and bats (and of course pumpkins), the bigger pumpkins, the magical flasks on the shelf, the candles on the table—it’s all so Halloween-y and creates just the right ambiance to go along with the fic! 🎃 It screams October, and the whole vibe is just... chef’s kiss! The perfect blend of October magic and witchy shenanigans.

And let me just gush for a second about the banner—WOW.

I can’t believe you gifted me such an amazing “Bang experience”���without me even participating in a Big Bang! This is like getting all the best parts without the pressure. Your art brought my fic to life so beautifully, and it feels like I’ve been swept into the collaborative magic (pun intended) of a Bang after all, which I appreciate so much. Seeing your beautiful work paired with my story is such a special feeling, and I’m incredibly grateful for that. It's like a Big Bang surprise, and I couldn't be happier!

But on to the banner: That purple color in the different hues is so mystical and gorgeously witchy, with those magic bubbles coming out of the cauldron and the ghostly, witchy lettering... it’s the perfect mix of spooky Halloween vibes and enchanting. And the honey-colored liquid bubbling in Cas’ cauldron, with the words drifting up from it adds to that magical touch. I love that we can see part of the cauldron in the other piece, too.

Looking at the fanart, I feel like I’ve been wrapped up in the same warm hug that Dean and Cas are sharing. Thank you so much for this masterpiece! I’m over the moon! 💜

as sort of a test run to see if I still have enough free time these days to enter bangs as an artist, I decided to throw a surprise art piece and banner at a gbdbfhf-worthy fic, giving both me and the author a fake bang experience kinda but with a lot less communication for surprise purposes. so yeah. surprise :0

I usually go for more elaborate banners with stuff in the background but idk I had a vision of having the title be word-shaped smoke coming out of Cas' honey cauldron and uh got this instead. turns out smoke is hard to make into legible words. also I probably should've emphasized the names more oop

this whole fic has a soft, warm feeling to it so I wanted to make a soft scene with a warm kinda glow, but I've never tried to do that second thing before so it turned out kinda weird. hopefully Dean and Cas' hug and Dean's overly elaborate fall flavored flannel will distract everybody from the weirdness of the lighting experiment

(also I like how these turned out too much especially the little ghost dude send help)

the fic this is made for is called "No Walking Cliche" by @destielshipper4cas

(fic is locked for people who aren't signed into AO3)

(10/08/24)

[freakwiththeknifecollection]

Just dropping by to say I love your theme!!!! The icon is *chef's kiss*😍

Oh my gosh thank you so much!!!! 🥹🥰💖💖💖 I love it too!! the icon is by floral-cas!

[kaz2y5-imagines]

Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh!!!!! I’m such a huge fan!!!! 😍😍😍😍😍 🙈🙈🙈🙈

Can I request 18 for a fun little friendship fic with Jack? 💖💖💖💖💖 I’m so happy you’re back!!!

Get out of here, you!! 😆💖 I made a little gif imagine for you!

“I swear it was an accident.”

If it weren’t for your late night trip to the bunker’s kitchen for some water, you’d likely never have heard the sounds of ripping paper coming from behind Jack’s bedroom door. You could see the light on underneath the closed door and stood for a moment, curious.

“Jack?” you called after a few more seconds. A moment of sudden silence and then,

“No! I mean—don’t come in!”

“What’s happening in there?”

The door opened just a bit revealing Jack, head hanging slightly and avoiding your eyes. You looked past him into his room and gasped, seeing that the floor was littered with the birthday wrapping paper you’d carefully bundled his birthday gifts up in. The gifts themselves were on his bed - the ones from you, the ones from Dean and Sam, the ones from Cas. All unwrapped.

“Jack!” you admonished.

“I swear it was an accident,” he said, voice small. You narrowed your eyes at him.

“You accidentally found the hiding spot for your birthday gifts and then accidentally unwrapped every single one?”

He finally looked back at you, his eyes so full of remorse you softened immediately.

“I’ve just never had a birthday before and I got excited. I didn’t find them on purpose, but when I saw them, and my name on them, I just…” he trailed off.

“Well, I hope you like them at least,” you said, shaking your head with a small smile. His eyes lit up.

“I love them! All of them! Thank you so much!”

You laughed, giving his shoulder a squeeze.

“Good. Now get some sleep. At least the cake can be a surprise tomorrow. And next year you won’t go opening your presents early,” you teased. If possible, Jack’s eyes grew even brighter.

“Next year,” he said with a smile, remembering all the beautiful normalcy still to look forward to.

[mysticalexpertdaze]

Cas sex hair

ethereal;

[deanwithscissors]

Gosh I always forget how baby Cas was at the start😍

oh cas production stills from 4x16 on THEE head of a pin we’re really in in now

[legendary-destiel]

“So it wasn’t so much about Cas falling, as it was about who he was falling on.”

HAHA I LOVE THIS HON!!! 😍😍 Such a fun read!!!! 😁 I'm so sorry I'm a little late haha and GOSH ARE YOU KIDDING, 8K NOTIFICATIONS????? 😲😲😲😲 man, what's going on haha, you are frigging awesome 💚💙💚💙💚💙💚💙💚 hope you're doing fine sweetheart!!!

An episode of Supernatural where a lucky rabbit’s foot comes back into Dean’s possession and the entire day is full of him winning couple’s retreats and Cas accidentally falling on top of him and Sam just kind of

[petrichoravellichor]

SHEYA!!! THIS IS PERFECT!!! 😭🥺💙👏 Oh my gosh, I was already dying at Dean and pancakes and Freddie Fucking Mercury, and then CAS, all sleep rumpled, and skfjfhhds Dean’s so soft and in love; it's beautiful, and I teared up. And then Cas's "son of a bitch!" made me snort: it was SUCH A CUTE AND SPOT-ON way to show what he's learned from Dean. 😂😂😂

So, to summarize, you are the Best Bean for writing this and I love it kind of a LOT. 😍😭

for @bend-me-shape-me's spn advent calendar 2020. prompt IV: cooking and baking.

Footsteps approach the kitchen, and Dean Winchester turns back to the stove with a widening smile. The second stack is almost done. Perfect timing, he tells himself, smug, and only maybe swaying his hips more than what comes naturally while cooking breakfast in pyjamas to a background of Freddie Mercury wanting to break free.

The footsteps reach the doorway just as Dean flips his pancake.

"Remind me never to ask you why you love me." He throws over his shoulder with a grin, wondering indignantly for a second how it's at all fair that he's blushing at his own words.

But then life would be a lot easier, and way less fun, if all things weren't fair in love.

"Hello, Dean."

Dean finally turns, pancake ready, about to launch into a half-rehearsed, half-gleefully-winged monologue about love languages and food, pancakes, and being the best husband of all time.

But he stutters to a halt before he's even begun, eyes glued to Cas.

Cas, in his unfastened robe and bedheaded glory — perfect, pink lips pursed, still grumbly from sleep. Cas's shoulders, his chest, hipbones, and beyond. Cas, with his adorably bleary stare, quick to flip to hungry once they fall upon the plate in Dean's hand, blue, and unerringly pretty.

Cas, looking like the stuff of Dean's dreams, barely even awake. And Cas, the love of his life.

Just — Cas.

Dean's heard of head-over-heels before, but he's never quite expected it to literally feel like toppling over, and going flying through the sky — kind of like in the animated cartoons Cas wordlessly watches with him (for the plot, he insists, and for Dean, Dean knows, because he's the best friggin' thing that ever happened to him, that's why.)

"Remind me," Dean whistles, going for suggestive though he's pretty sure he's objectively too dazed for it. "To never ask you why I love you."

Cas tilts his head, tradition and all, eyeing Dean mildly as if he's not quite sentient enough to do the human equivalent of reading Dean's mind — "understanding you involves picking up on everything you don't say as well, Dean, and that is not unlike angelic thought extraction!" — yet, but can tell there's been a revelation he's missed.

"Unless you're joking," Cas says at last, ponderous, and pulling a chair. "I'd like you to know you can ask me anything."

Dean tsks.

"Although," he keeps going. "You've never asked those things before, and the chances of you asking them in the future don't strike me as many."

Dean rolls his eyes fondly, putting the plates on their wooden table-for-two, and sitting down across from Cas.

(When it's just them, they've started having breakfast in the kitchen — less distance to carry the dishes, more easily served helps, and occasionally Dean manages to persuade Cas into making out with him sat on the counter, general rules of domesticated living abandoned and Cas between his legs, since there's nothing quite like a post-breakfast kitchen-makeout to wake you up, he'll never stop claiming.

When Sam and Eileen are over (every Saturday) or Jack or Claire are visiting (they just pop in whenever really) or Jody and the the girls, of course, there's always the big dining table in the real dining room.)

"It's like Humaning 101 every morning with you." Dean informs Cas around a mouthful of pancakes, and Cas wrinkles his nose in indignance, laced with disapproval.

"That's unfair."

"Okay." Dean smirks, putting his fork down, and propping his chin in his palm. "So the robe, you know, the whole frontal nudity thing you've got going on today, it's a conscious choice?"

"I —"

Probably for the first time since morning, Cas looks down at himself. Dean waits, watches his eyes widen in realization, and ultimately close with a sigh of regret.

"Oh, son of a bitch."

And that's it.

Dean throws his head back and bursts out laughing because nothing could possibly get more human, or more perfectly fitting an end to this morning than that, and when he's able to breathe again, he leans in to kiss Cas's disappointed frown off — and Cas meets him in the middle, because he's awesome like that — and this right here?

Breakfasts, and falling a little deeper in love every morning for no particular reason, and random profanities, and kisses?

It's exactly Dean wants to do for the rest of his days.

And that's a whole bunch of perfect in itself, so there's that — and there's them — and by handwritten fate, and some strokes of incredibly good luck, they're it.

[superbadassnatural]

Hey! Uh, Ana, I was wondering... how can I bribe you? Do you take money or food? Maybe a massage? I can do your laundry (that would be difficult but we can figure it out). Hugs? I don’t think I can wait until Saturday.

This might be my favorite chapter so far. Also, I just realized I say that every time you post a new chapter... argh, what can I say? This series just keeps getting better.

Okay, Julia, focus! Oh, I can only imagine how it must be to wake up with Sam’s arms wrapped around me *sighs* That whole flashback was adorable. Y/N made breakfast in bed for him 😍. He’s so thoughtful, calling Jo to let her know where Y/N was and that she was okay... I just can’t. I really want to know when things started to go south. They were planning how things were going to work once they followed different paths and that was so sweet, but what happened? Did something happen before Sam went to NY? After? While they were away? On a weekend visit? Gosh, so many questions.

Yeah, Meg, there’s something different with Y/N. Also, Meg and Cas? Aw, cuties! My heart gets all warm every time Jody is mentioned. She’s so kind and she must be an amazing professor. I gotta say, I’m looking forward to Madison’s party, but I’m worried that something bad might happen. I don’t trust Brad and neither of her friends.

Okay, lemme just take a deep breath and roll my sleeves before I can proceed. *clears throat* Alright, here I go. First, Molly is a cutie pie, no wonder why Sam likes her. Just when I thought there would be no Sam for the day, you give me an occupied and focused Sammy! What a treat! It amazes me how natural they were around each other. I mean- I’d be a mess. I’d stutter so much I wouldn’t be able to talk. Also, Y/N helping him 😍😍😍 she’s so smart and she really enjoys helping. The fact that she researched and highlighted things that he might need for his case just proves how helpful she is.

OF COURSE SHE REMEMBERS HOW YOU TAKE YOUR GODDAMN COFFEE, SAMUEL! Ah, I froze when I read that part. He’s so pure! Caring and helping that kid...

Again, what would have happened if Jody didn’t walk in? Jody, honey, there’s something there and you know it!

Oh, and c’mon:

Y/N,

I have to start from here now to make it to LA in time for the hearing. Didn’t have the heart to wake you up. I can’t thank you enough for your invaluable help.

Regards,

Sam

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I TOTALLY FREAKED OUT! I swear I just can’t! HE DIDN’T HAVE THE HEART TO WAKE HER UP? INVALUABLE HELP? AAAAA am I a joke to you, Sam Winchester? You can’t just toy with my heart like that.

Ana, I hope you got the picture of what I think of this chapter. I CAN’T wait for the next chapter. Oh, and thank you for not breaking my heart again. I can’t wait to figure out what you have in store for us. I’m ready to freak out again.

Thank you, babe. Love you ❤️

A lot like ‘Us’ (Part-10)

Word count: 5.2K

Pairing: Sam X Reader AU

Warnings: Implied smut, fluff :)

Series Summary: Y/N Y/L/N is eager and honestly, still in awe that she managed to get herself an acceptance from Stanford Law School. On the face of it, her life seems as put together, mysterious and independent as one might hope for. On the insides, she carries the burden of past that haunts her till date. Seemingly, she’d left it all behind; that is until she sets foot in the class of the Law School’s youngest, most promising professor.

A/N: No angst again! And good stuff. I am being very nice these days ;)

The story employs two different timelines. The present timeline for the story takes place in 2014. Please let me know what you guys think :)

Beta: @deanssweetheart23​. Athina, you’re a goddess <3

A lot like ‘Us’ masterlist

10th September 2008

You woke up to something soft tickling your face, almost feather light and pleasant. Opening your eyes, you found Sam’s arms wrapped around you, nestling you in them. A glowing warmth spread through your body as you remembered last night, his lips on your skin, and the feel of his hot breath on your face. The way he had called out for you was enough to raise goosebumps on your skin now. And he’d said he loved you. Your heart thrummed in your chest at the memory.

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[legendary-destiel]

Ohhhhh wow! I came to read this chapter in Canada's middle of nowhere haha yeyyy and nooooo I'm not feeling creepy at all now haha....ha. 😱 Suuuper cool chapter, oh, I love how Dean said "life is short and ours. Let's make it awesome!“ HON, THIS IS THE GODDAMN ESSENCE OF LIFE. 💕 Wonderful.

I had to laugh so hard at "maybe I have some creepy serial killers in my fam" lol too good!! 😂

And oh my that last scene was shocking, woah. Not that they both slowly going insane (seeing and hearing things, uahhh) no, Cas found a serious note in his apartment... Gosh, I'm so excited what's coming next!!! 💕😍

All My Sins - Chapter 4

Pairing: priest!Cas x demon!Dean

Summary: After their trip to the natural reserve, Dean and Cas are heading home. The priest discovers something that changes everything...

Warnings: fluffy fluff, some angst

Words: about 1700

A/N: Chapter four woohoo!♡ Thank you for sticking around! This one brings our two lovers a step closer to hell...get ready for some dark stuff in the next chapter!

Anyway, I hope you'll like it! Enjoy! <3

Catch up here ( Masterlist ) ♡

They're back in Castiel's car, heading home. It's already dark outside, the sky is filled with thousands of stars. Some lazy clouds are crawling over the horizon.

The car drives over a big, wide street that leads straight through the forest.

It's all empty, and they're the only people out here.

It's so quiet.

Castiel looks over to his boyfriend, carefully. Dean catches his gaze, smiling.

"I'm alright," he says, grabbing Cas' hand, gently, "Don't worry. I'm over it."

The priest nods, swallowing.

"Dean...I," he begins, "Thank you. Thank you for telling me. You didn't have to, but you did, and I know that it's everything but easy - "

"Hey, hey, shut up," Dean chuckles, covering his face with his other hand, "You're ruining the moment."

Cas winces: "Oh, really? Sorry - "

"You're doing it again."

"What? Dean, I don't understand," Castiel stutters, his eyes on the road, nervously.

The other laughs, deeply.

He shakes his head, a wide grin on his lips.

"You're always apologising. For everything. You don't have to do that. Stop apologising for who you are, Cas," he says, softly.

He's so sweet. I don't deserve him.

"Oh, I'm - " the priest begins, and bites his lip, quickly, before the words can leave his mouth...again. He chuckles.

"Jeez, I'm fucking weird," he sighs, shaking his head, lightly.

"I bet you're not as weird as me," Dean tells him, blinking with his long eye lashes, and making an innocent pout.

"Oh, I definitely am. You just don't know yet. Maybe I have some creepy serial killers in my family and I just don't know about it! I could be some kind of strange hybrid!" the priest laughs.

Suddenly, he gets quiet.

"Hey...are you alright? Cas?" Dean asks, carefully.

The other nods, trying to hide the dark feeling that starts to rumble in his stomage.

The priest shakes his head: "Sorry, I...I just thought about the things my mum would say about you." He smiles. It's a sad smile.

Dean stops himself from commenting on the new apologise. Instead, he raises an eyebrow: "And? What would she say about me?"

Castiel chuckles, quietly: "You don't want to know that, seriously."

"Why?"

"Trust me."

With a cocky smirk, he just determines: "No."

"Okay...well, she passed away a couple of years ago, but I bet she would say that I should stay away from guys like you. Guys in general, I think," Castiel mutters, slowly.

"Oh," Dean whispers, "I'm sorry...and I understand. I think that my dad would've killed me if he found out about us. But hey, life's short. And it's ours. So let's make it awesome, right?"

His gaze meets Cas for a brief second, and the priest squeezes his hand, lovingly.

"No need to apologise. And yes. Let's make it awesome."

Dean smiles, kissing the other's hand, softly.

Then they stay silent for a couple of minutes, just enjoying the presence of the other. Castiel breathes in and out, slowly. He starts to think about the last months and how much Dean Winchester means to him.

He became his world.

Slowly, and completely.

And it feels so damn good that Cas never wants it to stop.

I wish we could be more open about it...I wish I could -

"CAS, WATCH OUT!"

Dean's scream rings in his ears, making him return to reality. The priest winces, his hands grabbing the steering wheel, forcing the car into a heavy turn. Dean curses as his head hits the window on his side with a loud bang. It shatters. Glass is falling on the street with a loud noise, some pieces are landing in Dean's lap. The young man struggles to keep his balance. Cas' head aches as he finally gets to stop the car on the side of the road. He breathes, heavily, panicking.

Wow. What the heaven just happened?!

"Oh my god, what the hell was that?! Dean, are you okay?" he rasps, turning around to his boyfriend.

Dean nods, moaning. There's a small stream of blood running down his forehead.

"Ow. That hurts. You're a wild driver, Cas," he mutters, pulling himself more up, "Yeah, yeah. I'm okay. I just thought there was something on the street."

He looks around, quickly, then he growls: "Well, obviously, there isn't anything. Great. Again. I think I'm losing my mind, no joke. Fuck it. Did - did I just ruin your car?"

The priest fights against the worries that are circling in his mind. He worries about Dean, deeply. But he doesn't want to push it...still. The young man is right. There wasn't anything crossing their way in the road.

Nothing Castiel could see.

There is something going on with him. He'll tell me for sure when he feels like sharing. Someday, it will be the time for it. I'm sure.

He really wants to believe that.

Cas steps out, taking a quick look on the car's outside, then he returns into his seat. "No," he confirms, "Everything is in its place...Well, except your window, but this isn't a big deal to repair. As long as your head is alright. Too bad that no one got to see my cool turn. It was great, you have to admit that." The priest curls his lips into a playful pout, even though the pain in his heart is telling him the opposite of it.

Dean chuckles: "Damn it, Cas! I'm going insane and you're joking about it! That's not nice, Sir!"

"You're not going insane, Dean. I'm sure.Your mind was playing ticks on you...or...or...a deer crossed the street. It's a wonder that we didn't run it over, though," Castiel adds, seriously, "Jeez, what a wild day. Wanna head home?"

Dean nods, a small smile on his lips.

"Sure," he says.

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As they're reaching their hometown, Cas realises that after all these months he has literally no idea where Dean lives.

"Dean, where's your home? I would drop you off, but I don't know where to drive..." he says, laughing, kinda awkwardly.

Dean yawns, leaning his head back.

"Oh, I almost forgot. It's down this street, yeah, right here! Now left and now..."

He guides the priest until they reach an old, lonely house at the end of a road that's near the forest.

"Wow," Cas mutters, "What a pretty house!"

Dean laughs, giving his boyfriend a soft kiss.

"No need to lie, sweetheart," he chuckles, his hot breath flowing over Cas' skin.

The priest closes his eyes for a moment, resting his forehead against the other's.

"I don't want you to leave," he moans, kissing the young man again, his hands stroking his cheek, gently.

"I know. I don't want to leave, either. I'll come over tomorrow, alright?" Dean whispers, his green eyes searching for the priest's gaze.

Cas smiles.

"Promise?"

"Sure. Love you!"

Then he steps out of the car, making his way over to the few steps that are leading to the entrance of the house. He turns around, waving. Cas waves back, already feeling his heart aching.

He doesn't want Dean to leave. Really.

It's strange. It's like he's the air that I need to breathe. He's what keeps me going.

He shakes his head, watching Dean stepping inside the house, closing the door behind him.

Love is such a strange feeling.

He's still wearing one of Cas' shirts, but the priest doesn't mind it.

He'll bring it with him tomorrow. I'm sure.

"Well, let's head home," Castiel mutters, starting the car again.

Suddenly, there's a loud scream ringing in his ears. He winces, and opens the door, rapidly. The priest sticks his head out of the car, listening.

The screaming continues.

It sounds like someone is being tortured, brutally.

It sounds like...a girl?

Cas shivers. He steps out of the car, looking around. The street is empty, darkness is covering every inch of it. He takes a few steps, looking around. Castiel crosses his arms, trying to locate the noise.

"Hello?" he asks, carefully.

Wow, Novak. Really? That's such a smart thing to do...

The screaming stops, suddenly.

All the priest can hear, is the wind tugging on the big, quiet trees near the houses. He tilts his head, giving it a few more minutes.

After he hears nothing else than than the far noise of cars driving down streets, and the wind howling in distance, he shakes his head, and steps back into his car.

Seems like Dean is not the only one who's going insane...

---------------------------------------------------

As the priest finally gets to enter his apartment, he's tired as hell. He kicks his boots off, yawning. He has to smile as he thinks about the feeling of Dean's soft lips on his own, making his heart almost explode...

His hand goes to his mouth, and he chuckles.

Yep. I'm definitely a hopeless cause.

Suddenly, he hesitates, cocking his head.

Something isn't right.

His heart starts to race as the priest listens, carefully. There's a weeping sound coming from the bathroom.

But...the apartment is empty, what -

"Hello?" he whispers, quietly, his voice almost breaking.

No one answers, the weeping just continues.

A shiver is running down his spine, and he shifts, uncomfortably.

C'mon Castiel! You can do this!

He steps forth, carefully. He balls his fists, and breathes in, deeply. The priest counts to three.

One...two...three!

Cas opens the door, preparing himself for the worst.

A serial killer?

Bodies?

He already starts to scream as he notices the open window that is moving in the wind that comes from the outside. The curtain flows in the strong breeze, making a howling sound. The priest sighs in relief, closing the window.

Jeez. I'm so damn paranoid.

In this moment, he hesitates. He just stepped on something.

What is that? A piece of paper?

It is. He picks it up, squinting his eyes.

"How did you get here, huh?" he mutters, unfolding it, slowly.

There's something written on it. It's a foreign handwriting. Big, static letters.

Cas' heart skips a beat as his gaze flies over the lines.

NO! THIS CAN'T BE, I -

The paper falls to the ground. Castiel's knees are giving in. He pulls his hair in despairation, trying to hold back the tears.

Nonononononononon -

He stares at the big letters of doom in disbelief, panicking. He blinks, trying to make them go away.

It doesn't work.

> I KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE DONE, FATHER. STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM HIM OR YOU WILL BURN. <

{ A/N: CHAPTER FIVE ♡ }

That was chapter four! Thank you so much for reading and if you would like to leave a comment or reblog this shit, I will love you forever! <3

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[whyjm]

In MATCHING hawaiin shirts....... Ohh Dean baby... his happy future is with Cas and Sam and MATCHING shirts so it is visible they belong together..  *hearteyes*

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        castielee   woefulcas  

Dean wants to retire with Sam AND Cas. He includes Cas in his vision of a happy life, not just Sam.

            sensitivehandsomeactionman

"matching Hawaiian shirts" :)

            m-sherezade   inacatastrophicmind  

Ooooh GOD!

            tinkdw   casismybestfriend  

Between this and Sam’s happy ending dream with his family we know exactly what they want now even if it’s clearly gonna take a while to get there as that’s how tv shows work that aren’t ending next episode, we know this is what they WANT.

            vidya-sankolgar

Gosh before I saw the preview, I thought this was fan-fiction: ie. Made by a fan with incorrect subtitles.

            cinnabal16   hellodean-goodbyecas  

Wait, is this real or fake because I want this so bad for them

            anjicaw   inacatastrophicmind  

And Dean’s now imagining Cas in a Hawaiian shirt all cute and fluffed up, hair windswept.

            warlockwriter   tinkdw  

Wow. Just wow. Retirement, with Cas! This makes me very happy. Okay, happier if Gabe comes back, but I’ll take this for now.

            ain-t-bovvered   tardis-impala-bakerst-221  

My bright eye baby’s happy ending is all our happy ending .

            verobatto   tinkdw  

They deserve that!!! 😍

            silvie111   gneisscastiel  

Dean's happy end is Honolulu Con

            callmemisshorizon   tinkdw  

okay but how the fuck are you guys so fast with these gif making??

            whitecrawace   silvie111  

It’s Dean, Sam and Cas

            casistooadorableandithurts   whitecrawace  

@whitecrawace he mentions hula girls after the shirts, but I’ll accept it because baby steps. He’s already accepted this is what he wants for his endgame rather than blaze of glory, next step is to understand he doesn’t need the hula girls if Cas is there :P

            whitecrawace   casistooadorableandithurts  

Ohhh I totally agree! 😊

            smol-onion-child   throughfireandice  

I live for Cas being a part of Dean’s family vacation. They would all look precious in Hawaiians 😭

            kimmykun   sensitivehandsomeactionman  

Wincestiel confirmed

            jackhawksmoor   inacatastrophicmind  

Jensen has really been pushing that “Let’s have a Supernatural Episode set in Hawaii” thing pretty hard, huh

            fangirlofeverythingme   sensitivehandsomeactionman  

Dean's retirement plan

          gouinetteparletrop   silvie111  

It's so precious i thought it was a fan manip

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[tobythewise]

OH. MY. GOSH!!!! I can’t thank you enough for the STUNNING art!! I love it soooooo much!! And Cas looks amazing in that rope 😍😍

Birthday Artwork

For @tobythewise from her fic Sweet and Slick Submission , a certain “lady” gave me the suggestion Toby. lol

Hope you like it ;)

Prismacolor marker as per my usual

“How has it been today, baby?”

Castiel gulps. “Good,” he says huskily. “I like having the rope on under my shirt. Every time I move I can feel them and it reminds me that I’m not alone anymore. I have you and that helps my nerves to calm down.”

“Good. I’m glad, Cas. Because you’re not alone,” Dean whispers as he tilts Cas’ chin up so they’re looking at each other.

[legendary-destiel]

Yeyyyy I love this!! I'm watching the series "Preacher" currently, and I'm soooo in the scene as Cas eyes met Dean's! 😍 Haha, according to the intro, I assume, Cas is going to give in an call Dean? Hehe. And gosh, never thought of it, but Dean having a "sexy handwriting" is everything I needed today! 😁 I'm curious what's next!! 💕

"All My Sins"- Chapter 1

Pairing: priest!Cas x demon!Dean

Summary: Father Castiel Novak has been fallen for Dean Winchester the moment he first laid eyes on him. This is how their story began...and how it came to their first meeting.

Warnings: fluff, flirting, Dean being...pretty sure about what he wants, they're making out in a church...? XD

Words: about 1800

A/N: There you go. I'm so excited for this series to start aahhhh. The idea had been haunting me for months now, and it feels like I already sold my soul to this story! XD I hope I'm not going to hell for writing this...

Well, I hope you'll like it! Enjoy! <3

"Damn it, Dean," Castiel chuckles, his hand buried in the other's hair. Dean's hands are curled around the priest's waist, their faces are only a few inches apart from each other. Castiel feels Dean's breath on his skin, loses himself in those big, deep green eyes.

These damn freckles on the cheeks, the soft lips and - God! - those long eyelashes. Castiel knews that he has already fallen for the other man.

Deeply.

Endlessly.

But he also know that this can't be.

It just can't.

Dean smirks, looking like he just knows what he does to the other. He tilts his head, his tongue is running over his lips.

Cas tries to fight against the excited feeling that rumors inside him. He breathes, heavily.

And then Dean kisses him, roughly and passionately. Cas can't help but kiss back, he can feel Dean's body pressing him against the wall, full of desire.

He's kinda surprised as Dean hesitates after a few heartbeats. His gaze is meeting Castiel's, his lips forming a smile.

"Doesn't look to me like you don't want it, Cas," he mutters, quietly. The other blinks.

"You know what I mean, Dean. We can't do this," he says, shaking his head.

Dean frowns. "What do you mean?" he asks, "Well, if you're referring to us making out in the church - Yeah, obviously, we can."

Castiel cocks his head, looking around like he notices their environment for the first time. Yes, obviously.

They're in an empty church, his back pressed to one of the stone walls next to the altar.

He sighs.

This wasn't supposed to happen. None of it.

But here they are. Dear lord, at least the building is empty at the moment.

Okay, but that's nothing special around midnight.

"Cas. Talk to me," Dean says, a worried expression on his face. Cas looks at him, his heart already filling with warmth again. He strokes over Dean's cheek, gently.

"Oh Dean," he sighs, "I wish I could stop falling in love with you, over and over again."

Dean looks up to him, still holding him like he's the most precious thing on the planet. His eyes are soft and full of love as he answers: "I know. But you can't. And I feel just the same for you." He smiles. It's a sad, hopeless smile.

"We're gonna be damned," he determines.

Castiel nods, his head resting on the other's shoulder. "Yeah. We are," he confirms, closing his eyes.

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[ A few months before ]

The first time Castiel saw him, he just couldn't believe it. That's it, he thought, That's what angels must look like.

To that time, he was new in town, the old priest - who happened to be his father - was passed away recently, and he, a young man who seems to have stepped right in his father's footsteps without knowing, was asked to take the job in the local chruch.

It wasn't a big deal to move into town.

It definitely wasn't.

At home, Castiel had nothing he would miss - he lived in a small village, lonely and without any other relatives.

His mother died at his birth, his father - a total asshole - left him alone right after that. In fact, Cas didn't even knew that he had one. Well...until he got a letter with his name on it, in which he read that his father had passed away a couple of days ago, who strangely happened to be a priest too.

Great. Cas was sure that things were going to be awesome.

And they did.

It was a rainy day. The sky was full of clouds and fog was crawling through the streets. Castiel got up early like he does every day, getting ready and finally making his way over to the church.

He was freezing, a cold wind was tugging on his clothes and sweeping through his hair.

He shivered as he finally opened the old, wooden door with a creak, stepping in, carefully.

It was beautiful to be at church early in the morning, Castiel found. It had something magical to watch the first rays of the sun crawling through the big, colourful windows.

It was always pretty quiet too. The only thing you could hear were the sounds of Castiel's boots on the blank floor as he made his way to the altar.

He breathed in, deeply.

It was only one hour until the bells would begin to ring and the people would come to mass.

C'mon, Castiel. You can do this.

He nodded, preparing himself for what was going to come. Then he walked away, ready to get himself dressed for the mass.

A couple of minutes later, he should encounter his fate. A fate, looking as retty and delicious as an angel.

Castiel saw him right the moment he took his place behind the altar. His gaze was flowing over the people who were sitting on the benches, eyes on him. He noticed a couple of familiar faces, new neighbours and stuff. And then Cas' heart skipped a beat as his gaze lay on him.

He was sitting in the fifth row, looking almost incredibly bored. It was a young man, problably just in his early twenties. He was wearing an old leather jacket, one arm lying over the backrest of the bench, relaxed. His hair had the colour of toasted almond mixed with honey, his lineaments were soft and absolutely pretty. His jaw clenched as he raised his head a little bit, green eyes were searching for something interesting to look at.

Castiel forgot how to breathe. It seemed like the universe suddenly stopped moving. And suddenly, those green eyes met his. It was just a brief moment, but it changed everything as the young man's lips curled into a cocky smirk while he raised an eyebrow.

Cas swallowed, his heart was beating like it wants to jump out of his chest.

Somebody cleared his throat, firmly.

Castiel blinked, suddenly aware of all the other people being present.

What the heaven just happened?!

He shook his head, looking down. He could feel his cheeks going read as he cleared his throat. Castiel balled his fists as he began the mass.

After church, he did his best to pretend that his little black out didn't happen. He shook hands, smiled politely, and listened to some people who had the need to talk. But deep in the back of his mind he still had the strange feeling of those intense green eyes looking right into his soul. So it came that he almost jumped out of his skin as a hand tugged him on his shoulder, carefully.

"Father Novak?" an old, female voice asks.

He winced and turned around, looking right at an old woman with thoughtful eyes. She Smiley it. Castiel did his best to return that. They shook hands, the woman even laid her other hand on top of his.

"That was such a beautiful mass!" she said with a sigh, "Even more beautiful than Chuck's ever was. Thank you so much for that, father!"

Cas swallowed, he felt like he was close to puking right now. He forced a smile, and answered: "I'm glad you liked it, ma'am." Her eyes were full of pure joy as she grinned at his kind words. With a small farewell she followed the other people who were making their way out of the church, walking right in the upcoming rain.

Cas sighed in relief, his hand running through his hair, nervously.

He turned around and -

Oh God.

He was right in front of him, standing just as comfortable as if this church was built just for him. Eyes in a dark forest green looked up and down at Castiel, judging the other. The priest shifted, uncomfortably.

What is this strange feeling?

Lust? I hope not.

"Nice mass," the man said, stepping closer. His voice was deep and soft. He reached out his hand, and Cas grabbed it, still stunned. In this moment he lost himself completely on the other's presence. Finally he could take a closer look. There were freckles, oh so many freckles on the young man's cheeks. He wore jewellery as well, rings on his long, beautiful fingers, and a necklace with an armulet that laid lose on his chest. And he had the most kissable lips Cas had ever seen.

Dear Lord, have mercy.

"Thank you," he stuttered, His voice only a small rasp. The man smirked.

"Usually, I'm not the guy that goes to church, ya know? I'm a little..." He thought about it for a heartbeat, tilting his head.

"Twisted, yes. That's it," he continued eventually, a wide smile on his lips, "But damn it! If anybody said me that our priest is that hot, I would be praying every night. On my knees, if you know what I mean." He whistled, winking.

Castiel could feel his cheeks turn red.

These are not exactly the words you're used to hear at church. Who is this guy?

He wanted to tell the other that this move has been everything but polite, and that he should wipe that cocky look from his face and step out of this building -

But he couldn't.

All he could manage to say was a broken: "I'm sorry? I - "

"Don't worry about it, buddy," the guy said, patting his shoulder, softly, "In fact, I'm here 'cause I want to give you something. I'm cheesy, I know." Castiel watched with big eyes as the other pulled a small note out of one of his jacket's bags. He handed Cas the note, curling his fingers around it, gently. He licked over his lips, looking more than just a little pleased.

"Call me," he muttered with a stupid wink, then he stepped out of the doors which were falling shut behind him with a loud noise.

Silence. All the people are already gone.

Cas just stands there, the little piece of paper in his hand, absolutely confused and turned on at the same time.

His hands were shaking as he unfolded it, slowly. It had a name one it: Dean Winchester, written in a messy, but definitely sexy handwriting.

And, of course, his telephone number.

Cas sighed, his hand clutching around the paper, until he could feel his fingernails digging into his skin.

There was a storm inside him, a storm he just couldn't control. A storm that was about to knock everything over he ever believed in. And Cas was afraid of it.

So damn afraid.

{ A/N: Next chapter on July 19, 2019 ♡ }

That was chapter one! Thank you so much for reading and if you would like to leave a comment or reblog this shit, I will love you forever! <3

Tag lists are open!

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"All My Sins" Tags: @emodestielshipper @emumag

[legendary-destiel]

OHHHH MY DEAR, finally I read the next chapter! 😍 And hell, it gets so interesting! :D I just love it! I gotta tell you, I randomly listened to the song “dancing with a stranger” by Sam Smith while reading it, and that it turned out to fit so good blew me away, haha!! 🙃 The scene in the club is just SO GOOD. Awesome writing. Besides, a priest in a club. haha, this is superb. 😁

OH GOSH, Meg, you little bi*ch. 🤬 She uses Cas so badly, it hurts. 😭😭 I can’t... he is a mess, he is so sad that he can’t find Dean, so he makes out with her. This is just heartbreaking! And then the constant fear, that the police might find the body... btw, where did Cas burry it? haha, I’m just curious :D

And that ending of this chapter, DEAR, it BLEW ME AWAY. My god, Dean showed up at his apartment. I can imagine that all possible feelings are rushing over Castiel now.... I’m so excited what’s next, hon... I LOVE YOUR FIC!!!! :D 😘

All My Sins - Chapter 8

Pairing: priest!Cas x demon!Dean

Summary: Even after months Castiel still holds on to his lost love. Meg is doing her best to keep him distracted, but the priest is everything but content with their forced relationship. And then everything changes…

Warnings: AnGsT XD

Words: about 1600

A/N: Welcome to chapter eight! <3 There will be something big happen at the end of it, so keep reading. :D This one was pretty fun to write - I just love writing Meg, okay? She’s awesome! And so are you guys - thank you so much for your love and support!

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I hope you’ll like it! Enjoy! <3

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