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lamiasage · 3 months ago
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Art for @winchester-reload's summer prompts 2024, for the prompt 'hot'. I'm very late to this meme 🔥
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witchy-worm · 4 months ago
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For @winchester-reload's summer art challenge. The first prompt was "Seaside" so I'm giving Dean the beach vacation he deserved
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babygirlwolverine · 3 months ago
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dean’s problem with being down in the south during the summer was the heat.
stifling, suffocating, humid heat.
tugging at the collar of his tshirt, dean leaned his weight against the hood of the impala, hissing under his breath as the heat from the hood burned his palms. the shade from the trees was doing nothing to cut down on the unbearable thick heaviness of the hot air around him.
where the hell was cas? why was it taking him so long to get the artifact they needed for the case?
another 5 minutes ticked by, and dean contemplated going after cas, but thought better of it when he remembered the last time he’d tried to go in and help cas. the angel had given him the silent treatment for 2 hours in the car afterwards because dean’s interruption had caused the vampire in question to flee.
“god damn heat,” dean muttered to himself.
fuck it. if he had to be stood out here waiting for cas, he wasn’t going to pass out from heat stroke.
grabbing the collar of his shirt, dean tugged it up and over his head; sighing in relief as the sticky material of his shirt was free. it was only a temporary fix, but it felt good. he threw the shirt into the backseat of the impala through the open window, before settling back against the hood.
closing his eyes, dean tipped his head back and debated if he should buy bottles of water just to tip down his chest to cool off.
finally, after more painfully long minutes had passed, a ruffle of material made dean crack an eye open and he caught sight of cas.
the angel seemed to be frozen, stood several feet away from dean with a surprised look in his eyes; staring at dean in shock.
“took you long enough, angel,” dean said, shaking the tension from his shoulders as he pushed himself off of the hood of the car. “I’m dying out here, it’s way too hot to just be standing around.”
dean moved towards the drivers side, ready to get the ac running and find some water to cool off with. but cas hadn’t moved a muscle, still rooted to the spot he’d been in.
“earth to cas. did you get the artifact?”
cas seemed to vibrate for a second before his gaze moved from dean’s chest up to his eyes. “yes.”
“great, then let’s go. I know angels don’t break a sweat, but i’m cookin’ over here,” dean said, opening the car door and dropping uncomfortably into the drivers seat, his skin sticking to the leather.
cas finally moved, settling into the passenger seat. it wasn’t long before cas was staring again, his eyes glued to the way the sweat dripped down dean’s shoulder and onto his chest.
“what?” dean asked, tilting his head to glance at cas before he turned the ignition and the ac kicked in.
cas paused, licked his lips, and then turned his head away. “nothing,” the angel replied, gruff and deep.
but as they hit the road, windows rolled down to let the breeze into the car, dean could’ve sworn cas was staring at him again from the corner of his eyes.
only then did dean realize… he’d never put his shirt back on.
for @winchester-reload hotsummerart: hot
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wigglebox · 3 months ago
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Destiel Hot Summer - Storm ⛈️
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winchester-reload · 4 months ago
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How about a summer prompt challenge? This one's just as relaxed as these two boys. Rules are simple:
1. Must be Supernatural.
2. Prompts can be posted in any order you choose.
3. Make a valiant effort to complete each prompt.
ie: do not draw a stick man or write the prompt word and post just that.
4. Each prompt must be separately fulfilled.
This means if you decide to write a continuous story for it, each prompt must have its own chapter. Chapter length is up to you.
5. Use the tag #hotsummerart on your posts.
6. Absolutely NO AI.
Posting throughout August 2024!
Join the Patreon for a chance to win a free copy of my new art book!
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markofcastiel · 3 months ago
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Unexpected - Happy Accidents
For @winchester-reload's summer challenge!
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masterofevilmonkeyness-moem · 4 months ago
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I only had half an hour time to draw something today but I still wanted to fill a prompt for Jackie’s #hotsummerart (#2 relaxation). It’s messy but fun ☺️
Cas wanted to wear his Trenchcoat to the beach and Dean is a supportive husband and matched his outfit, Lebwosky style
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szlez · 4 months ago
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Seaside Rendezvous
For summer art challenge by @winchester-reload
First prompt Seaside, obviously
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amemipiacitu · 4 months ago
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Thank you @winchester-reload for spurring my creativity in this terrible moment of the year when everything is hot in a not-sexy way.
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gay-dinasaur · 3 months ago
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Jack draws his family
(Hot Summer Art - Picturesque)
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secretlordofartanddumbass · 4 months ago
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Hot Summer Prompt: 2. Relaxation
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witchy-worm · 3 months ago
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Annnd another for the Hot Summer Art prompts - this one is for "Cold"
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imbiowaresbitch · 3 months ago
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By the Shore, chapter 5
Cold
Dean sat at their table, sipping his beer, and met Cas’ eyes with a predatory smile as Cas rejoined him. Cas immediately drained his wine, looking decadently flushed and flustered, and Dean's smile softened. He reached across the table without thinking about it, and Cas instantly tangled their fingers together, meeting his eyes with a little smile of his own. 
“I pushed you too far, didn't I?” Cas murmured, half-apologetic, half-amused.
Dean smirked at him.
“Maybe just far enough…” he teased, and Cas chuckled, squeezing his hand gently. 
Their waiter appeared with their meals, not batting an eye at their wrinkled clothes and generally fucked out appearances, and Dean winked at Cas. Cas smiled serenely, untangling his fingers from Dean's to grab his knife and fork, and they dove into their meal. Dean had ordered a steak, ‘cause seriously, when was he gonna see Wagyu beef in Ladow’s back in Lebanon? It was served with a red wine mushroom sauce, and served with fries – though the menu called it pommes frites with sea salt and truffle oil – and blistered shishito peppers. 
Dean cut into the steak eagerly, and as the first bite seemed to melt on his tongue, his eyes closed with a soft moan of delight.
He heard Cas chuckle across from him, and held up a hand, keeping his eyes closed.
“Shhh… I'm having a private moment with the steak. I just need a second here…”
Cas snorted, and Dean chose to ignore him, savouring the incredible steak, cooked to perfection. He didn't even mind the mushrooms. Swallowing, he popped his eyes open and eagerly cut another bite of the steak, then paused. He cut a smaller, more delicate piece than the two-inch square he’d planned on cramming in his mouth, and carefully speared it on his fork. He held it out to Cas, waving the tines back and forth slowly.
“Cas? You gotta try this…”
Cas paused with his own fork halfway to his mouth, raising an eyebrow at Dean, then he completed the motion, humming happily at his black truffle risotto. He set his fork down and had a sip of his wine, then reached for Dean’s fork.
Dean swayed backward, a teasing grin on his face. 
“Come on, Cas,” he cajoled, letting a suggestive note filter through the words. “Use your mouth for me?”
Cas’ eyes darkened, and he leaned forward again, his hands folded primly in his lap, and let Dean feed him the tender morsel of steak. His blue eyes were locked on Dean’s the entire time, and Dean saw the surprise there when the flavour registered. He smiled in triumph.
Cas chewed slowly, then licked his lips.
“That's very good,” he acknowledged, and Dean rolled his eyes.
“Come on, buddy. It's the best thing you've ever tasted, right?” Dean argued, stabbing one of the peppers and taking a bite. The sweet-spicy burst on his tongue, and he groaned. “Holy shit, these are awesome. You gotta try one!”
Cas laughed at his enthusiasm, but he leaned back, shaking his head. 
“I'll pass for tonight, thanks.” He scooped up one of the scallops adorning his plate, carefully nibbling it from the fork. Dean shrugged, grabbing a fry, and Cas spoke up. “I think I'll taste the best thing ever back at our cabin…”
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Read the rest on AO3 here.
Thanks to @winchester-reload for the prompts!
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wigglebox · 3 months ago
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Destiel Hot Summer - Floral 🌷
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noxemma · 3 months ago
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Chapter two for my Hot Summer Art fic is up!
I might actually get to posting all of these before the end of the month if I can keep up this pace 😂
Tags, Rating, Word Count, AO3 link, etc. at the bottom
Beside Your Side
Fic Summary: Dean convinces Sam to look into a potential case where people are going missing from a New Jersey beach town. Of course, they have to bring Cas and Eileen along, just in case it's not a monster. Dean is excited to get the case over quickly and enjoy a well-earned vacation with the people he loves the most. Nothing ever seems to go the way Dean plans it though, and this case is no exception.
Chapter 2: Nothing Wrong with Floral
Dean
Dean starts to relax and enjoy himself as Baby cruises through the downtown area. The windows are down, his rock mix is blasting, and Cas in his old AC/DC shirt leaning toward the open window with the sun on his face looking gorgeous.
I guess I should have expected he wouldn’t have much in the way of casual clothes. It’s not like we’ve ever taken a vacation before, and his standard suit and trench coat usually suffice for any government position we impersonate.
Dean glances over at Cas again and tries to ignore the way his heart feels like it’s been replaced with warm goo. Cas is resplendent in the early evening glow, the light emphasizing his high cheekbones and contrasting against the scruff that’s grown over the last few days. Sunbeams and wind play through his hair and Dean can see the glint of grey that’s started to sprout ever since he’s become nearly human.
God, it only makes him more attractive though, Dean thinks, running a hand through his own hair self-consciously. Don’t know if I quite pull it off the way that he does.
“Dean?”
Dean suddenly finds blue eyes staring back at him quizzically. One brow arches and Dean gulps at the way his stomach tries to take up residence in his throat.
“Wha-what?”
“I believe a green light indicates that it is your turn to go, correct?” Cas snarks and Dean is so tempted to lean in and kiss the smile off his face.
Thankfully a car horn saves him from himself, prompting him to hit the gas and speed through the intersection. Cas goes back to enjoying the sun and Dean resolutely focuses on finding a parking space near the address Sam gave him. He ends up getting lucky with a spot in the shade and they don’t even have to walk that far to the pretty townhouse belonging to Bradley's sister. Cas stops Dean just before he knocks on the door.
“Dean, are you sure I shouldn’t just wait in the car? I was pretty useless at this the last time I tried to help, and I can’t imagine I’ve gotten much better. I don't have 'people skills' like you and Sam." Cas actually uses air quotes, but the insecurity in his voice sucks all the humor out of the idiosyncrasy.  
“You weren’t useless, you were just … awkward. You were trying to be too much like me and Sam; do it exactly how we do it. Just be yourself and I’m sure you’ll be alright.” Dean winks at him, immediately regrets the action when Cas’ brows pinch together, and spins around to knock on the door before he can stick his foot further into his mouth.
The door swings inward to reveal an attractive woman in her mid-twenties.
“Um, can I help you?” The woman crosses her arms and stares defiantly as if she can’t think of any greater inconvenience than two strangers showing up on her doorstep. “Hello, I'm Dean and this is Castiel,” Dean introduces them, completely unfazed by her attitude and laying on the charm thick. “We’re podcasters and we were hoping to interview you for an episode on-"
“You two, podcasters? Yeah, sure and I’m a mermaid on the full moon. Get off my porch before I call the cops,” she rolls her eyes and retreats into the house.
“Wait, please,” Cas calls out before she can fully slam the door. When she opens the door a few inches, he steps in front of Dean to address her. “I apologize for him. He doesn’t think people will talk to us if we tell them the truth. You see, we’re both actually really into true crime and missing people. It all started when his father went missing, and it’s become somewhat of a hobby and an obsession since then. Helping others find their loved ones gives him a bit of the closure he never got.”
Dean’s pretty sure his jaw is on the floor, and it stays there as the woman eyes them up and down before sighing and opening the door fully.
“Ugh, fine. Come in. You get three minutes.”
“Thank you,” Cas responds graciously, leaving Dean standing dumbstruck on the porch.
“God, I’m such a sucker for sad blue eyes,” the woman says to Cas’ retreating form. She turns a calculating gaze onto Dean, eyeing him up and down before carefully saying, “Your boyfriend gets you to do whatever he wants with those things, doesn’t he?”
What? He’s not actually-,” Dean stops himself because it feels like a trap. Plus, he doesn’t want this woman to know that Cas isn’t actually dating him. Not when she’s staring at his backside appreciatively. “Uh, yeah, but don’t tell him that. I don’t think he’s figured out what a sucker I am yet.”
Like what you read? You can find the rest of the chapter here on AO3
Rating: Explicit
Chapters: 2/? (hopefully 9 😂)
Chapter Word Count: ~8,400
Tags: No Archive Warnings Apply, Castiel/Dean Winchester, Eileen Leahy/Sam Winchester, Case Fic, Established Eileen Leahy/Sam Winchester, Beach Case, Cannon when convenient, Mutual Pining, Idiots in Love, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Past Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con (Dean and background characters), Non-Consensual Touching (Not between Dean and Cas), Hurt/Comfort, I promise it's not as dark as it sounds, Fluff, Eventual Happy Ending, Eventual Smut, clueless Sam Winchester, Chick-Flick Moments, Cannon typical misunderstandings, Angst?, One day I'll learn how to tag, WIP, JackieDeeArt's Hot Summer Art 2024 (Supernatural), Hot Summer Art, Greek Mythology if you Squint, No Beta, Everyone is bad with words, Except Eileen who is the only emotionally stable person for miles, Dean Winchester Loves Castiel, Castiel Loves Dean Winchester, Angel Grace Dysfunction
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markofcastiel · 3 months ago
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Hot
For @winchester-reload's summer challenge!
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