#demi dean winchester

[nostalgicbones]

depollute me, gentle angel

and i’ll feel the sickness less and less

come and kiss me, pretty baby

like we’ll never have sex

// aspec destiel

( youtube | my amvs )

[chungledown-bimothy]

finally catching up on um actually, and i took an irreparable amount of psychic damage when demi adejuyigbe suggested that castiel supernatural was from buffy or angel.

it also implies that dean exists in the buffyverse, and meeting buffy would break him, i think

[disabled-dean]

Had to pull off of the highway today to write notes for a wip where Dean is so deeply ace/demi sexual that he doesn't realize that he and Cas are married, and is forced to confront each of these things when Jack invites them both to his parent-teacher conference

[boldlyvoid]

I need to study Matt and Ross Duffer and find out how they accidentally made over 12 gay people in one small town completely by accident

[spnhunter4life]

Not So Bad

Summary: Bad information on a hunt leads to a tense situation that ends in confessed feelings.

Word Count: 3.8k

Warnings: none

Masterlist

I sighed as I flipped through the pages of the dusty old book I’d picked up out of a mix of nerves and boredom. The Winchester boys and I were in New York of all places. I hated it here. The constant loud noise of the bustling city, the air that was so far from the fresh country air I’d grown used to at the bunker, and, worst of all, the tall buildings that blocked out the sky mixing with the thick crowds of people made me feel severely claustrophobic. 

But there was a monster here that needed to be killed, and the Winchesters always went where they were needed. And wherever they went, I went. So here I was, sitting in the library while the brothers went off to kill the thing. It was some sort of demi god named Daemon. 

I’d never been much of one for fighting. I preferred to be the designated researcher, helping out in a mental capacity instead of physical. Both brothers insisted I at least learn basic self defense and worked with me on occasion, wanting me to be able to defend myself if the worst were to happen, but they never pushed me to come face down monsters with them.

The book I was currently looking through was one of the three I’d been able to find in this library about Daemon. I’d already found the information I was looking for and reported it to the Winchesters. But now my options were to sit here and wait for the hunt to be over so the boys could come pick me up, or make my way back to the motel on my own, and I was perfectly comfortable where I was. Or at least, comfortable enough that it wasn’t worth braving the crowded streets.

I turned another page, skimming the words quickly, barely absorbing what I was reading. Somewhere in the back of my mind I made the distant realization that I was in a library and could go find a more interesting book to pass the time. I didn’t give the idea much thought, knowing that it would be difficult to lose myself in a book when my boys were in danger. I knew how long they’d been living this life and how capable they were, but that didn’t make it any less scary anytime they took off. I knew every time could be the last, and I didn’t take that for granted. 

I was about to close the book and at least find something to occupy myself that wasn’t a detailed explanation of the very thing the boys were facing down, when the sentence I’d just read actually registered in my mind. With a sharp inhale, my eyes darted back to the beginning of the paragraph.

It is a common misconception that Daemon is susceptible to oak stakes dipped in lamb’s blood – a rumor no doubt started by the mischievous deity himself – which is actually quite harmless to him. What most do not know is that Daemon is not a demigod at all, but the offspring of a demon and a faerie. As such, his one and only weakness is a silver blade dipped in holy water.

The blood drained from my face. I’d given the boys the wrong information and now they were off to face an angry demigod – or faerie demon hybrid, apparently – with weapons that may as well have been toothpicks for all the use they would be. 

How could I have been stupid enough to not double check the information? I should know better than that!

I didn’t have time to wonder if maybe this bit of information was the incorrect one. Something in my gut told me it was right, and even if it wasn’t, I couldn’t risk letting them go to their deaths, thinking they had the upper hand. I pulled my phone out and immediately dialed Sam’s number. It rang a few times before going to voicemail. Cursing quietly to myself, I tried Dean instead. Voicemail again.

Fear for my boys overrode everything else. They were all I had left in the world and I absolutely could not lose them. I couldn’t live without my sweet, steady Sam. He was an invaluable source of knowledge on all topics imaginable and he had a calm, comforting disposition that seemed to instantly ease everyone in his vicinity. His sense of humor may not have been as pronounced as Dean’s, but I appreciated it just the same and wondered what would happen if I never got to hear his laugh or see his smile again. 

And Dean. I couldn’t even let myself think what all I would be losing if he was gone. To an outsider, our relationship looked perfectly polite and comfortable. And it was, I suppose – we always got along well and never had a bad word to say to each other – if not a little strained. Although, that may have been just on my end. He never did seem to feel the tension that I did. I couldn’t blame him for not noticing either. After all, I did everything I could to keep him from knowing just how much I cared for him. Just how much I loved him.

Without stopping to think about it, I quickly exited the library and rushed out into the crowded streets I so despised. I ran in the direction of Daemon’s lair – we had known its location since early in the investigation and had only been working on the details of how to kill him – roughly shoving through crowds of people when necessary. 

I was severely winded by the time I reached the abandoned building that Daemon resided in. I was panting in short breaths that seemed to fill my lungs with fire. I didn’t have time to stop though. I spotted the Impala parked in the alley and fumbled a key out of my pocket. I threw the trunk open, grabbed a silver knife and poured a generous helping of holy water over it. I barely remembered to slam the trunk shut before rushing inside. 

I slowed down once I was inside. The building was large and I had no idea where any of the current occupants might be. I was just peeking around an open door, knife held at the ready, when a huge crash followed by a yell of pain sounded off to my right. My heart stopped. That was Dean. 

Please let him be ok. Please let him be ok. And Sam too. Let them both be ok, I pleaded to any god who would listen.

I crept as quickly and quietly towards the sound of distress as I could, sounds of a fight leading me there. Fear like I’d never felt before ran like ice through my veins, but kept me moving forward. I rounded a corner and felt my heart stop again before picking up a racing rhythm at what I saw. Sam was sprawled on the ground. He’s only unconscious, I told myself. The alternative was unacceptable. Across the room was Dean, pinned to a wall by Daemon, straining to break the hybrid’s grip and thrust his oak stake into its side. Daemon clearly had the upper hand and wrenched the stake away from him, throwing it behind him. I barely stopped myself from calling out Dean’s name. 

“You think you can kill me? A puny man, kill a god?” Daemon spat, the rage clear in his voice. 

I charged towards them, knife raised and ready. I was only a few steps away when Dean saw me over Daemon’s shoulder. His eyes widened in surprise before he could stop the involuntary reaction. I saw him immediately look away again, not wanting to give me away, but it was too late. Daemon had seen it. He whirled around to face me and knocked me aside without a thought. It was as easy as if he’d been swatting at an irritating fly. Dean yelled my name just as I collided with the wall. My breath, which I hadn’t even quite gotten back after my long sprint here, left me in a whoosh. 

I watched in fascination and horror as Dean took advantage of the momentary distraction to rush at Daemon. He kicked his legs out from under him before climbing on top of him, pinning him to the ground. They struggled for a few seconds before Dean was able to snatch the oak stake from where it had been discarded on the ground. 

“No, Dean! The knife!” I yelled to him. I had dropped it at some point between Daemon’s blow and hitting the wall. Dean didn’t question me, didn’t hesitate before dropping the useless weapon and searching for the knife. But it was out of his reach and it was clear he wouldn’t be able to hold Daemon down much longer. I started to struggle to my feet to grab it for him, but before I was able to, a large body ran into my line of sight, blocking my view of Dean, and stooping to pick up the knife. 

I tensed, terrified that there was some unknown second thing to deal with now, but soon realized it was only Sam. He picked up the knife and turned to his brother. Without speaking a word to each other, Dean rolled out of the way just as Sam plunged the knife down into the heart of the monster. 

Dean was red faced and breathing hard – and who could blame him after wrestling with a being with supernatural strength – but otherwise seemed alright, so I turned my attention to Sam who was closer and who I worried could have any number of injuries after being knocked unconscious. 

“Sam, are you-”

“What the hell were you thinking?” Dean demanded. Stunned at the hardness of his voice, I turned to look at him and realized that what I’d mistaken for exertion was actually anger. He was livid. I’d never seen him so angry, at least not with me. Why was he angry? This completely unexpected reaction left me feeling small and confused.

“What?” I asked. “What do you mean? I was just trying-” 

“You could have gotten yourself killed!” He yelled. He took a step in my direction and a grimace crossed his face as his leg seemed to struggle slightly under his weight. He grunted, the only sound he would let escape. I remembered his yell, the noise that had guided me in this direction to begin with. He was hurt. Dean, who sat stoically with teeth gritted, never letting more than a grunt escape while Sam dug bullets out of him or sewed up horrible gashes, had cried out in pain. That had scared me more than anything else tonight, the idea of how badly he must be hurt to not be able to hide it.

“Dean,” Sam started in a warning tone. He might have been about to defend me or to tell Dean to cool his temper so we could talk calmly, but I would never know. Anger flared up in me, completely overriding the confusion and uncertainty Dean’s words had caused. 

“Well you nearly were killed! So I guess it’s a good thing I’m here, isn’t it?” I shouted back. I wasn’t actually angry, I knew, just reliving the terror of the last half hour mixed with the relief of seeing them both ok and the worry at their injuries. In short, I was overwhelmed and Dean yelling at me had frayed my already shot nerves. 

“We would have been fine.” Dean deflected.

“No you wouldn’t have! When I got here Sam was on the ground, dead for all I knew, and you were hardly about to win in a battle of strength. And even if you had, your weapon was useless. You would have died!”

“You’re the one who decided you didn’t want to fight! And that’s fine, you know we’re ok with that. But you can’t just not train and then run into a fight with no idea what you’re doing!”

“Guys, maybe we should-” Sam tried again.

“No!” I yelled. I saw a look of surprised hurt in his eyes. I felt bad for snapping at him when he hadn’t done anything wrong, but I was too fired up to backtrack now. “If Dean hasn’t had enough of a fight tonight, then let’s fight! I may not be trained in hand to hand and weapons the way you are, but I assure you, I can yell at you all night long.”

Dean’s eyes narrowed and I saw the muscle jump in his jaw. 

“Sam, can you give us a minute?” He asked in a forced calm tone. 

Sam hesitated, looking back and forth between the two of us before agreeing. “Alright. But you’ve got ten minutes before I’m coming back in after you to make sure you’re not strangling each other,” he warned before leaving the room.

We glared at each other for a minute, neither of us speaking. After what felt simultaneously like an eternity and only a moment, Dean started talking again in that tone that was an attempt at being calm, but I could clearly hear the tenseness and anger underneath.

“You can’t just-”

“You said that already,” I interrupted immediately. His jaw ticked again, and I knew shouting at him when he was trying to deescalate the situation was not appreciated. He tried again in that same infuriating tone, a little more strained this time.

“Sam and I hardly need you jumping in to protect us. We know what we’re doing.”

“That’s not the point!”

“Then what is?” He yelled back, patience worn thin.

“It doesn’t matter if you know what you’re doing or not because you couldn’t have won! I was doing some more reading after you guys left and I realized I gave you the wrong weapon.”

“Then you call us! You don’t come running in after us!”

“I did call you! Neither of you picked up! I couldn’t just sit there and wait for you to die!”

“Of course you could have! Don’t you think we’d rather take our chances with bad weapons than to have you in the line of fire?”

“What would you have done Dean?” I screamed at him. “If it were you sitting around knowing that I was going after a monster with a weapon that wouldn’t kill it? What would you have done?” I felt confident this would be the end of it. After all, there was no doubt in my mind what he would have done, and he couldn’t possibly deny it.

“That’s not the same thing,” he said. He was still angry, but he said this in a quieter voice, the kind of quiet that meant I’d truly struck a nerve. 

“Why?” I asked, ready to swoop in with the metaphorical killing blow and win the argument. “Because I can’t fight, so of course I’d need you to come save me?”

“No.”

“Hypothetically saying I was as well trained as you then. Or that it was Sam. The point still stands. You would have done exactly what I did. You wouldn’t just sit back and let us die, so why would I?”

“I told you, that’s not what I meant,” he snapped. “How do you think we would feel if something happened to you? What if we couldn’t protect you and you got hurt?”

“How do you think I felt, Dean?” I stomped over to him, getting right in his face, letting him see how much I meant what I was saying. “I didn’t know if you would be alive or not when I got here.” I stopped for a breath, the intensity of the emotions I’d felt in that moment hitting me once again. “Don’t tell me I don’t understand what it would feel like. I know exactly what it feels like.”

“It’s not the same,” he said again, stubbornly.

“How is it not the same? If anything, it’s worse for me. You and Sam at least have each other. If I lose you guys, I have no one. I will not lose you. Do you understand me? If that means putting my own life on the line, I’m ok with that.” 

“I’m not!”

“Well that’s just too bad, isn’t it, because it’s my life, not yours!”

“You’re not understanding me! If you would just let me explain-”

But apparently I wouldn’t. I wasn’t doing it on purpose, but I just needed him to understand what I was saying. So I cut him off in the middle of his request that I not do so.

“No, I told you that I understand perfectly. It’s you who isn’t understanding! I’ve never been more scared in my whole life than I was when I heard you yelling in pain.” In the back of my mind, I registered that Dean’s expression had turned from anger to determination. But my brain didn’t seem to fully process this fact, not that I would have known what to do with that information even if I had. My emotions were driving me now, and there was no stopping the words pouring from my mouth.

“I thought that whatever happened, it must be really bad. And maybe I was too late to save you. And it’s my own stupid fault you needed saving in the first place. How could I-”

This time, Dean cut me off. It was only fair, after all I’d done the same to him. This was a much nicer, much more pleasant, much more unexpected way of interrupting though. He leaned down, crashing his lips against mine. As my body seemed to be running on instinct and adrenaline right now, I responded immediately, wrapping my arms around his neck, meeting his demanding kiss with enthusiasm. 

I ran one of my hands through his hair, enjoying the feel of the soft strands between my fingers. My other hand ran down over his shoulder, to his bicep, then over to his chest, loving the strength I could feel in all those hard earned muscles. His hands were wandering too, in my hair one second, traveling over my back the next, and then on my waist.

My brain, which seemed to have shut down for the past few moments – minutes? – decided to start working again, practically screaming at me that this was Dean I was kissing. Dean, apparently experiencing the same returning brain function as me, pulled away. He took a careful step back, creating some space between us. That was probably good. I couldn’t think with him so close. Not after that. His cheeks were flushed red for a whole new reason now and his hair was sticking up in an annoyingly attractive way. I could see by the surprise in his eyes that he hadn’t been planning on the kiss being that intense. 

“It’s not the same,” he repeated, his voice as calm as if we were having a normal conversation on any old day. As if we hadn’t been arguing minutes before. As if he hadn’t just given me the most mind numbing, spine tingling kiss of my life. “Because I love you. And I know that that probably wasn’t the best way to go about telling you, but I need you to understand what it would mean to me to lose you. If you lost me, you’d lose a friend. It would suck, but you would move on. But you’re more than that to me, and I don’t know how I could survive losing you.”

“Have you not paid attention to a thing I said?” I asked him, taking a step forward to eliminate the space he’d put between us. “I told you, if I lost you and Sam I would have nothing.”

“Yeah, but that’s not really true. You could make more friends easily enough.”

“But you’re not just my friends. Sam is my best friend, true, but I love him like he’s my brother. Losing him would hurt me just as bad as losing an actual brother. And you… I couldn’t move on from you any easier than you could move on from me. I love you too.”

“Yeah,” Dean winced. “Like a brother. I know.”

“Not like a brother,” I said, wrinkling my nose a little. “Do you really think I would kiss you like that, or at all for that matter, if that’s how I thought of you?”

“I would hope not,” he agreed. 

“So, basically, you’ve been yelling at me this whole time about not understanding you when, in reality, I understand perfectly, just like I said from the beginning.” I couldn’t help but gloat a little at being right.

The corner of Dean’s mouth twitched slightly in a repressed smile. 

“You know, I think you owe me for scaring me nearly to death earlier,” he said happily.

“I owe you?” 

“Yes. When you came running in here I swear my heart stopped. And then I had to watch you get thrown across the room…” He winced at the memory and I could tell how upset it made him, but he quickly shook it off and kept up his cheerful tone. “I think you took at least three years off my life. Lucky for you I’ll take payment in kisses. One for every year less I’ll live thanks to you.”

Part of me wanted to argue, but the other part was too giddy to even care. 

“Alright,” I agreed easily. I stretched up onto my tiptoes and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to his mouth. I wanted to continue the intense kiss from earlier, but there would be time for that later. This seemed like the appropriate response to his gentle, teasing tone. “There’s one.”

I kissed him again, and then once more, feeling like I could burst with joy the whole time. 

“There,” I said after the third kiss. “Does that make us even?”

“For now,” he smiled. “I have a feeling I’ll be finding lots of excuses for more in the future.”

“How’s this for an excuse? I think you took at least five years off my life. I’ll be needing some compensation here as well.”

He grinned. “And I fully intend to pay up. Once we’re home though. I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to get out of here.”

I was a little disappointed to have to be done kissing him. But I knew he was right. We should get out of here. I knew he was in pain, and I still didn’t know how Sam was doing. Besides, it was only a temporary stop. Once we were home I would have as much time with him as I wanted.

Home. Just the mention of it made me long for it even more. But even though I couldn’t wait to be back, even though I’d spent the whole time here waiting for the moment we could leave, the past few minutes with Dean had made the whole thing worth it. 

Maybe New York wasn’t so bad after all.

Tags: @123passwort @buckybarnes-1917 @chicken-nuggs-and-cozy-hugs @globetrotter28

[aretheyqueer]

Is he demiromantic?

disclaimer: this is a hc, not speculating on what the writers intentions were.

Reason (combined with bi): bi-coded throughout the whole series and should have ended up with castiel. only had 1 long-term relationship during the show and he ended up choosing hunting over his partner. enjoys casual sex and doesn't settle down with anyone at the end of the show. if destiel had been made canon it would have been a very slowburn romance lending support for dean being demiromantic and needing an emotional connection and deep platonic relationship to start to develop romantic feelings

[fallbhind]

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ now playing INGYDAR by ADRIANNE LENKER. inspo from ﹫ faiszt &&. cosmicanakin.

MAE. ‘06 baby ! she her, bisexual っ˕ ◟͈ ა

french &&. english !

MUSIC ARTISTS I NEED CHRONICALLY 🎧 sza, frank ocean, billie ellish, tyler the creator, the weeknd, lana del ray, montell fish, solya, adrianne lenker, cigarettes after sex, the neighborhood, artic monkeys, sleeptoken, brent faiyaz, melanie martinez, mac miller, tv girl, conan gray, dominic fike, noah kahan, sade, sabrina carpenter, laufey, hozier, ariana grande, ethel cain

SHOWS &&. MOVIES THAT INFEST IN MY MIND 🎬 the walking dead, the rookie, the boys/gen v, supernatural, challengers, euphoria, house of the dragon, marvel franchise, scream franchise, outerbanks, arcane, grotesquerie, 13 going on 30, she’s the man, my girl, dark angel, top gun &&. top gun maverick, criminal minds, peaky blinders, attack on titan, jujutsu kaisen, american psycho

IDOLS I’M IN LOVE WITH 🎥. jensen ackles, misha collins, jared padalecki, pedro pascal, drew starkey, carlacia grant, madelyn cline, madison bailey, nicholas alexander chavez, copper koch, dean winchester, sam winchester, castiel, rafe cameron, cleo, charlie mayhew, victoria neuman, billy butcher, soldier boy, frenchie, kimiko, karl urban, zendya, rue bennett, maddy perez, alexa demie, jacob elordi, jeffrey dean morgan, marilyn monroe, channing tatum. tom hardy, heath ledger, glen powell &&. MANY MANY MORE

[lecpardd]

introducing . . . lecpardd !!

ABOUT ME !!

hi!! my name is kasey but most people just call me wendy or wens!! i have been shifting since 2021, and have shifted over 8+ times (i lost track a long time ago 😭) i am 15 years old (09) and i am half English, half Maltese but was born and raised in England. i have never used tumblr before (#newtoshiftblr) but i’m trying to learn for all of my american moots from tiktok 🤞🏼 i’m bisexual but also a Christian (the Lord loves all his children no matter what) and i am the eldest child

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖢𝖺𝗅𝗂𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝖺

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝖻𝖾 𝖺 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ — 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄

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likes ♱. the rain, winter, my moots, God, tea, learning new languages, formula one, killer whales, the ocean, jewellery, red bull racing team (my fav drivers are max and seb), the smell of vanilla

dislikes ♱. most boys my age, school, failed shifting attempts, rude people, people who don’t give credits!!, coffee, spiders, small spaces

do not interact if.. ♱. you are pro israel, you’re racist, homophobic or any of that sort, you’re an anti shifter, you shift to date minors as an adult or anything else that is just straight up weird

fav movies/series ♱. f*ght cl*b, gladiator, little women, supernatural, the 100, the boys, harry potter, anything marvel, anora, stranger things, tvd, the hunger games, the maze runner

fav celebrities ♱. if you can’t already tell my fav celebrity is lana del rey, i also like jensen ackles, theo james, nina dobrev, mikey maddison, max verstappen, kika gomes, carlos sainz, lily muni he, claire holt, bella hadid, madison beer, lila moss, jared padalecki, jennifer lawrence, eliza taylor, sebastian vettel, alexa demie, liam + noel gallagher, florence pugh, hugh jackman, rdj, angelina jolie

MY DESIRED REALITIES

main drs ♱. supernatural dr, fame dr, second fame dr, my three the 100 drs, wag dr, shared model dr and formula one dr

main s/o ♱. dean winchester, theo james, jensen ackles, bellamy blake, octavia blake, lexa kom trikru, carlos sainz and max verstappen

main face claims ♱. bella hadid, nina dobrev, shelley hennig, octavia blake and sydney melman

drs i have shifted to ♱. stranger things x1, supernatural x2, wag x2, the 100 x4

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[adanmwere]

spn au thing! I took this from my notes app

Less or more I'm unsure if I can cw this with anything? I don't think anything in it is triggering and if it is I am terribly sorry

destiel as hell and it kind it starts to read like a fanfic.

A spn au but instead of the "world ending" and them saving the day. it ends. dean accepts Micheals offer from day one. Unlike Sam who doesn't accept Lucifer's offer and never does. this creates tension and micheal gets impatient, the war does happen in fact its hell. Armageddon happens, cas is the only hope for sam and bobby. He is powerless though until..He comfirms something he is in fact god. this causes.. Massive tension because why was he doing this? He had a lot to explain but sam nor bobby wasn't gonna listen to a word he said. if he was god why couldn't he stop it? Wasn't god their father? What the fuck (hes a demi god but he is GOD. just a different one not THE THE god.) he is a human now hes useless as he could ever fucking be. he goes into a depression and still has hope that maybe dean is alive or at least his soul. hes unsure though for many reasons snd who wouldn't be? He was partially used as micheals shield. he'd be lucky if he had made it out with all of his fingers and toes. cas hunts everywhere, he cant teleport so this looking turns into a hunt for years. too many to count he experiences the horrors of humanity and realises how truly fucked this planet was. it disgusted him but he was once again powerless. He was also loosing hope because it was months and years he had been looking for dean for hope that maybe he was alive. just when he was about to give up, he finds himself in a bar a small one and notices a man.. Who seems familiar this was only added on to when the name "dean" was called. It echoed through his ears and rang in his head like a bell. there he was, alive and in the flesh; dean fucking Winchester. He had evidently aged a bit more he was before havibg almost a head of grey hairs but he wasnt that old, he was surely older then castiel had come to remember but he was wearing a pair of sunglasses. He didn't seem to remember cas and castiel was wrecked because he had come so far just to be brought back to square fucking one. he was basically a stranger to dean now... dean took off his sunglasses and he was...blind ? God castiel felt sorry for him.

dean was blind. It was evident the whiteness covering his irises, castiel couldnt help but stare and he knew he was getting weird looks they probably thought he was some weirdo. dean would drink down his beer and speak up, asking the man (castiel) if he was having fun looking at him and if he had never seen a blind man. castiel felt embarrassed he apologized, dean shrugged it off not taking offense to it. But cas...he kind of just gave up. Because what was he to do? he left the bar, he felt emptier then usual maybe it was because he lost two of his best friends. one to His ignorance and the other to just being powerless because he nearly killed himself to help the Winchesters. he shouldve been pissed, mad even. Why wasn't he? why wasn't he mad at them? for making him suffer. it had to be a deeper reason to why, right? He leaned against the wall of the alley way as a figure caught his eye and deans voice once again echoed through his ears. Like fine wine made his ears tingle at the rasp in his voice. he called out castiels name. cas was unsure if he was referring to him. someone else must've had that name too, right? Cas noticed deans slight limp and the... cane dean had, god maybe dean was older then he thought. cas looked around nervously not talking because well he was blind. not to be mean or anything... "castiel novak" 'dean' called out. that wasn't even castiels last fucking name. It was his vessels last name. Jimmy novak, poor guy...But that wasn't important, taking a closer look at "dean" he had a uhhh...fake leg?..what were those things called...God that, battle must've taken a tool on him. But how was he even breathing? he was supposed to be dead, that was the plan that was the fucking mission not to kill dean but kill Lucifer and Sam was meant to be his vessel but Adam took that role soon after they figured out that Adam was Winchester blood he was the closest thing to Sam. Micheal was an angel he obviously had to have a vessel. god forbid. castiel began to feel a migraine form, he rubbed his temple. he would never get used to being a human. he missed being who he was. being able to help, defend. do something, He could barely hold a gun properly. what use was he? "stop thinking that way, hun" dean said. the words made his throat sore cas turned almost red. maybe it was because dean was blind. hopefully dean didn't.. mean to talk to castiel like that, right? fuck. (This turning into a fanfic lol HELP.) cas shook his head and groaned out the pain he was feeling. His head was throbbing like it had a heart beat of its own. "There's something, they..wanted me to give..or back yeah. give back" dean uddered as he hastily walked over to cas. pressing his pointer finger and middle finger against castiels temble. rubbing and sliding them down with a slight touch to it a beam of white light emerged the alley way he had been standing in. it gave the night a light. it was like a beam. the same ring that dean heard when castiel first tried to communicate rang through castiels ears... his own voice

[sammyluvr]

something i think about sometimes is about sam being demisexual... (probably because i identify with him a lot, and i am, so lol)

i know it might not make much sense, but in my head he's not as open to having sexual relations with someone he doesn't know as well, as his brother is, you know?

maybe he even hooks up with a random person at a bar, after a few beers, but before that he always has some conversation about life with that person, share some common interest and talk about that too, until something actually happens ;)

YEAHHHH DEMI SAM WINCHESTER IS MY EVERYTHING !!!! i one million percent agree like i never talk about it which i should but i totally have always thought of sam as demi!!! even if he does have one night stands and the lights during the show, he really always seemed more comfortable after he knows someone at least a tiny bit, and for an entire relationship he'd definitely want to know some one pretty well!! i'm demi too idk it just feels similar! <33

so yeah, i absolutely couldn't agree more!! i think it makes complete sense! there feels like plenty of "evidence" in the show at least to me! like dean mentioning getting him a lap dance for his birthday and sam not enjoying it too much and instead telling her to go to nursing school or some shit LMAOOO and even when he does have a one night stand there's an episode where he offers her is number, but she doesn't take it, like idk i just love him and the way he deals with that kind of thing because again i agree, it seems similar to how i feel as a demi person as well!!

so so glad you brought this up hehe <333

[queen-of-deans-booty]

Hidden Family

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~500

Warnings: none

Request by anon: Hey can i request a hcs where the reader is Dean or Sam girlfriend that never meet her dad and find out that she is God(Chuck) daughter, little sister to the Angels (that always are protected over her)? 

Summary: You went through life never knowing your dad or who he was until you meet Sam and Dean, and they make you see that you have more than family behind you.

Square Filled: free space (2023) for @heavenandhellbingo

Author’s Note: i appreciate any and all comments! <3

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The brothers have always been alone all their life until they got put on a case where people were dying with their throats bitten out

They questioned as many locals as they could, eventually getting to you

It’s cliche to say, but you and Sam clicked immediately. You were an older student at the local college just trying to expand your knowledge, so when two men come in asking about the mysterious deaths around town, you were immediately hooked

Sam was tall, smart, handsome, muscular, intelligent, and funny. He was everything you’d been searching for in a man since you graduated high school

After they left, curiosity got the better of you and you researched everything you could on this case. It took you to a world you never knew existed

Once you knew about it, you couldn’t go back to your normal life

Sam didn’t want a civilian in the middle of their hunt, but if you were gonna hunt, then may as well learn from the best

As they say, the rest is history

Sam is the best thing that could ever happen to you, and you will protect him with everything you’ve got even if that’s with your life

One of the reasons why you’re so protective over him and Dean is that you never had a protective figure in your life. You never knew your dad and your mom died pretty early on in life

When you were put into a foster home, you were the protector of the smaller children. Being with Sam isn’t any different

The longer you go without knowing your dad, the more you want to know him

Sam offered to find him for you, but who he found wasn’t what anyone was expecting

With the help of Sam and Dean, you find out your dad is none other than Chuck himself--God

That means you’re a demi-goddess and the angels are your siblings. Your mother must not have told you any of this because she kept this side of you a secret for as long as she lived

There is a reason why you’ve always been so protective over those younger than you and the ones you love--you have angel grace inside you that has been dormant for your whole life

You’re a natural protector

Castiel is the first angel to find out you’re his much younger sibling and you two click instantly. The more angels knew about you, the more they became protective over you

It got to the point where you couldn’t go out with Castiel asking where you were going or if he can come along

It sucks trying to plan dates with Sam because of how Castiel worries about you but you know he’s only doing this out of love

Besides, you know if you and Sam are in any danger, you can pray to any angel and they’d come down with the Heavens on their side

You went from having no family to Sam and Dean as a family to a whole army of angels behind you

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[youhaveaguineapigwhere]

He Can't Get This

Chapter 1

♡Set in Supernatural S14 Ep14. I recommend rewatching the ep or the crime scene bit ;)♡

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"That baby cop, he liked you." 

Dean Winchester slammed the door of the impala closed and reached to start her, his jaw tense and lips slightly drawn as he turned the key. 

Castiel tilted his head towards the hunter from his passenger seat, a little lost. "I'm sorry, what?" He shifted a little, adjusting his coat as Dean put the car in reverse, voice blunt but unassuming.

They'd just figured out that the Gorgon couldn't sense Castiel and Jack with his eyeball premonitions, for lack of a better description (most likely because they weren't human) So Cas and Jack would have to lead the attack when they tracked down the gorgon again. Whatever Dean had said made no sense to the angel. 

Cas' voice was that consistent gruff lull and his hair was stuck up at a little part in the back. Dean practiced restraint for the instinct to reach out and smooth it. 

"Mr. Twunk over there," He retorted, throwing a half hazard gesture towards the crime scene. Cas squinted through the windshield and saw a vaguely familiar blond head of hair popping out of a patrol car. The young officer they had spoken to earlier.

"Probably fresh out of academy too." Dean added, his tone short and irritated as he intrigued Cas' full attention, who furrowed his brows and leaned up in his seat.

"Oh, come on," Dean shot Cas a look, "he totally creamed his pants when you pulled the whole 'deep commanding voice thing', he went stiff as a board, don't tell me you didn't notice." He let a soft huff out of the corner of his mouth, his pink lips upturned in a small smirk, though still betrayed by his wound-tight words as he glanced from the road to Castiel. 

"I was more focused on the demi god and his victims, Dean." Castiel explained slowly. 

"Yeah, sure, not the young guy you got all hot and bothered." 

Cas squinted at Dean suspiciously, "Is this merely about your dislike for police officers, Dean? Or is it something else?" He questioned.

Dean forced out a laugh, "It's not anything Cas, just an observation." 

"That seems... untrue."

"Yeah." Dean chided, "And what are you gonna do about it?" 

Castiel's patience had run thin. "Dean..." he tested firmly. 

A blush crept up behind Dean's collar and he gripped onto baby's steering wheel, adjusting his seating, "I just didn't like the way he looked at you, okay, sue me." He threw his hands up for a breif moment before returning them to the sleek black wheel.

Cas titled his head, the line of his jaw catching a fragment of the afternoon sun as they passed by storefronts with big glass windows. "How did he look at me?" 

"Like he wanted you to bend him over and fuck him into next week." 

"Like how you look at me." 

Cas' voice was wet gravel. 

Dean halted on the brakes, jolting them forward, scarlet blush deepening, "What, no! You.. you know that's not- and before you say a word about what we did that one time in lebanon that was different okay! I don't gawk at you all the time Cas."  

"Different how?" Cas challenged. 

The trafic light turned green and a car behind them honked impatiently, "Okay, geez," Dean muttered as they started moving. "Because... I was super horny and hadn't seen you in what, four months?" he continued, "And you're my best friend dude and you were looking particularly moody that day and yeah, maybe I'm just jealous and a little bitch." He sighed, defeated. 

Cas let out a low chuckle. 

"Oh shut up you smug fuck," Dean reached out and shoved a hand over Castiels face, his own now a particular shade of pink. 

Cas cleared his throat and picked up a level tone as Dean's hand fell away, "You know you can always ask to..."

"Oh yeah, I know," Dean interjected, "Just check in between hunts and saving the world and having Micheal locked up in my head and raising our kid to be like 'oh Cas,' I miss the feel of my skin against yours and how you make me act like a dumb teenager and that night in the cowboy hotel was the best of my life and I can't get you off my mind every time you leave. I got Sammy breathing down my neck constantly cause he knows and just wants to rub it in my face but I won't say anything because I refuse to talk about feelings with a sasquatch or like you know ever and I-." Dean's words started out sarcastic and ended with a desperate pout and Cas gave him a kind look, reaching to rest his hand gingerly on Dean’s thigh as the hunter let out a heavy exhale.  

Cas knew life was never easy, for any of them, but Dean was the most important thing to him, no matter how closed off or stubborn he could be. 

"So, you got jealous when a man looked at me with sexual intentions?"

"Cas, you're making me sound like a little bitch again." Dean huffed, the peachy blush crowding against his freckles a complete contrast with his deep manly tone and set, sloping jawline. 

"My apologies, Dean." Cas stated, his eyes soft, "I wanted to know what was going on, and that only works when you tell me." 

"I know, I know." Dean exhaled, "You know I'm not good at this stuff Cas, but I have missed you.. All this running around.. 'drives me crazy sometimes." Dean nodded his head down and looked up at the road through his eyelashes.

Cas silently noticed how after all these years Dean still seemed to physically shrink in on himself a little, anytime he showed vulnerability. Or rather, he wondered with disdain, who exactly had taught him this trait. The only time he seemed to release himself from those instincts is when he let Castiel have him in bed. And oh, how beautiful Dean was then. Bare and trembling under his hands. Never trying to be smaller.

"I've missed you too, Dean." He comforted, knowing no words could come to match how he felt being so often pulled from the man. He looked out the passenger window, watching the landscape slide by, "You know-" he thought aloud, an idea still churning in his mind, "Rowena still needs time to prepare the tracking spell.." He lowered his voice and gave Dean's thigh a gentle squeeze. 

Dean swallowed and tensed his hands around the steering wheel, seeming much more determined to get to where they were going. 

[dcbtv]

Title: Breaking Up, Not Broken

Author: Hectatess

Artist: Eliza Avalo

Song: We are never ever getting back together

Posting date: September 18, 2023

Rating: Mature

Any archive warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Additional Tags:

No infidelity fic. Cas breaks up before dating Dean. Promise!

Karaoke

Toxic Relationship

Based on a Taylor Swift Song

DCBTV | DeanCas Bang (Taylor's Version) 2023

Demi-sexual Castiel

Bi-Sexual Dean Winchester

Friends to Lovers

Summary:

Castiel doesn’t understand/ why can’t he have a normal relationship, like everybody else? It’s not like he isn’t trying. He just… doesn’t get butterflies or goosebumps about people. And he definitely isn’t in it for the sex.

Dean has a crush on Cas. Had it for years. But Cas is with April and Dean is just Not That Kind Of Guy. He’ll be content with being the best friend that helps Cas back on his feet whenever April breaks his heart again.

Then Cas sings a song to finally end it all between him and April, but he doesn’t stop there. Had Dean been missing out?

Link to Fic:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50174788/chapters/126716767

Link to Art:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50176903

[profoundbondfanfic]

The first day of sharing our favorite aro/ace/demi fics is here! Fics we haven't reviewed yet link back to the story on ao3, while the others link back to our reviews. Enjoy reading!

Part 1

How to Ignore Your Soulmark and Be Happy by broken_ankle [Teen, 4K, Aro!Dean, Aro&Ace!Cas]

Dean and Cas are soulmates. They know, and they know that the other knows, and they've never talked about it. That doesn't stop them from building a life together.

He’s a Little Bit Country by JessJesstheBest [Teen, 8,5K, Ace!Cas]

"Tell me what we’re doing here today, Clarence.” Castiel shifted on his feet, moodily, but answered her in a grumble. “We’re putting on a concert benefit for Planned Parenthood.” “Right! And why is that?” “Because this country is run by a monster who is trying to take away the reproductive rights of women and we need to raise money to continue to fund our program which helps women have agency in their own bodies." Or the one where Castiel, as part of planned parenthood, puts on a joint punk and country benefit concert where he meets Dean Winchester, the handsome country enthusiast who is also an asshole.

Let's Stay Together by Castielslostwings [Explicit, 12,5K, demi!Cas]

Touch-starved COVID nurses Dean and Cas try to solve that mutual problem by platonically sleeping together, but their relationship is affected in more ways than they bargained for.

Staccato by mnwood [General, 6K, Aro!Dean]

It happens gradually. There is no cliff to jump off of or wall to hit or any other analogy of suddenness that Castiel expected. Instead, there are increased touches. Longer looks. A brush of lips on knuckles, shoulders, cheeks, lips. Quiet confessions turn into assertions. It happens gradually.

Inside Jokes by JessJesstheBest [Teen, 5,9K, Ace!Cas]

“Come here,” Dean said, before he could talk himself out of it. Before he could convince himself Cas wouldn’t want to. “Quarantine with me.” Cas’s breath hitched. “What?” Or after only a couple dates, Dean and Cas decide to quarantine together. Because gays be like

When the Magnolias Bloom by Flurry_X [Explicit, 129K, Demi!Cas]

It's been ten years since the Apocalypse. Ten years without talking, without knowing one another. Castiel has a company to handle and a wedding to plan, Dean has a broken marriage and a decision to make. They have separate lives, lovers and families of their own, they aren't supposed to meet again, to mess it all up. And yet they do, when they least expect it, and maybe when they most need it. A story about second chances, about hope and resilience, and a love that feels both doomed and inevitable.

[samanddean76]

by SamandDean76

Psst!  Want some Sabriel?  Look no further!

Take Back Something Worth Remembering | Explicit | 18.5K words (Season 4 AU)

Gabriel was enjoying his leisure time with all the porn stars he could handle, in order to distract him from the crush he had developed on Sam Winchester, when a frantic prayer from an old friend interrupted everything. Now Gabriel finds himself working side by side with the amazing mortal who is trying to save his dead brother, while Gabriel tries to save the wayward angel that was sent in to rescue Dean. With the help of an artifact that he stole from heaven long ago, Gabriel casts a spell that will leave hell in ruins, the inhabitants of heaven trembling in fear, and Sam with a new appreciation for the archangel that is about to make all of his wildest dreams come true. All served up with an extra heaping portion of well-deserved revenge.

Stacking The Deck | Explicit | 13.3k words (Mob AU)

Gabriel's life was turned upside down when the shelter he and his brother Castiel were staying at was raided by thugs looking for Omegas to sell. But he was rescued by the mob boss's youngest son, Sam. Feeling a powerful connection to the young Alpha, Gabriel surrenders himself and embraces a life unlike any he's ever known.

But Gabriel can't let go of the dream of one day reuniting his fractured family and he is shocked to find that Sam is more than willing to help him reunite with his long-lost brother.

They hold their collective breaths as they bet everything they hold dear and discover there's more than one way to beat the odds.

A Leap Of Faith | Explicit | 5.8K words (Canon-Adjacent)

After having given up all hope, Gabriel finds himself miraculously rescued from Asmodeus' vile clutches. But he is far from healthy and whole, and he can barely care for himself. Gabriel knows that he needs the help of another, but he finds the words almost too painful to speak.

Sam knows some of what Gabriel endured at the hands of a monster. And he also knows that he could never permit another to linger in darkness when there is something that he could do about it. He agrees to Gabriel's reluctant request, and then proceeds to show the archangel that anything is possible, if you only have a little faith.

The Viking And The Hermit God | Mature | 15.3K words (Viking AU)

The modern-day author Sam Winchester is giving an in-depth presentation about his latest book to a group of college students. The audience could never even begin to suspect the truth behind the knowledge that he possesses. How he was personally given a bad map by Loki, the Trickster demi-god, that led to Loki's great-grandfather, Buri. But what Sam discovered was that Buri wasn't what he appeared to be. That he was the Archangel Gabriel and that he had created an entire pantheon of demi-gods in his spare time, as he whiled away the countless millennia, while he hid from his real family. The question now was, would Gabriel risk it all to save the love of his eternal life?

Letting Fate Decide | Mature | 14.6K words (A/B/O AU) | Half Sabriel & Half Destiel

Castiel is a new Omega in the big city. He meets the Alpha for him in the form of a fry-cook named Dean Winchester. But a military commander pulls Dean in for a mission and as Castiel waits he is taken by Lucifer to be added to one of his many Omega brothels. There he meets an Omega named Gabriel who helps him to survive. Little does he know that Gabriel is longing to be reunited with his one true Alpha, Sam Winchester.

Do You Take This Archangel | Explicit | 1.8K words | Established Relationship

Sam and Gabriel have finally gotten hitched. Now Sam just has to keep his new husband happy on their wedding night. Gabriel has ideas on just how Sam can accomplish such a task...

To Love, Honor, & Cherish | Explicit | 3.7K words | (A/B/O AU) | Sabriel but also Sam/Gabriel/Castiel

Alpha Sam Winchester is a top Omega Retrieval Specialist. He is handed the file on a bonded pair of runaway Omega's. But when he finally tracks down Gabriel and Castiel, the information in the file and the reality of the situation are wildly different. Now Sam has to figure out if he can rescue the two Omega's before it's too late.

His Perfectly Good Boy | Explicit | 1.4K words | Established Relationship

Gabriel loves it when Sam takes care of his wings. He also enjoys praising Sam for all of his many efforts. Sam loves it when Gabriel repays the favor, and lets him know what a good boy he has been.

One Night Angel | Explicit | 931 words

Gabriel is looking for a little action.  Enter Sam Winchester.  Gabriel's night is looking up!

Or

What Gabriel wanted, um no.  What Gabriel needed, no, not quite.  What Gabriel fucking REQUIRED, was a good solid dicking every now and then. 

How To Accidentally Create Soulmates | General | 2K words (Just Fun AU)

Gabriel was given a brand-new and very important responsibility by Chuck. To oversee the soul nurseries in heaven. Well, Gabriel delegated this boring task to Castiel.

I mean, what's the worst that could happen?

His Heart To Keep | Explicit | 4K words (A/B/O AU)

Sam found himself a newly transformed Omega, who was up for sale to any Alpha willing to pay the price to have him. As he watched the little Alpha negotiate his permanent sale, he had to wonder? Had his life just gotten better?

Gabriel couldn't believe what had happened to the once proud Alpha that was presented to him for sale as a freshly turned Omega. But he swore, that he would fix all the wrongs that had been committed against this amazing man.

Click Click Pose | Mature | 6.1K words (Human AU) | Cowritten with @masoena

Gabriel was trying to make a name for himself that didn't include his prolific history as a top-rated porn star. He'd been able to break into a successful television show, Dr. Sexy M.D. But his life was forever changed when he walked onto the set for his latest photoshoot and met the man of his dreams.

Sam watched the transformation from a kind, courteous, and unassuming actor into a full-fledged sex god. But he could see through the cracks to the shy man that was carefully hidden underneath the bravado. The only question was, would he be able to convince Gabriel to take a chance and be the man he was always destined to be?

And so much more is on the way!

[ljc1]

AAAAHHH

Hi! my name is Luca! I would like someone to rp with or to be friends they need to be i am 17 (I just turned 17) and it feels weird roleplaying with someone younger like man i don't want no problems. I don't have have Discord (i did at one point but i forgot the password). I do MxM, MxF, FxF etc. and NSFW im up for anything at this point. I would like to have a rough draft so prompts are nice or we can just go for it. I would also like to know the person i'm role playing with and their triggers I don't want them to remember something they don't want to. I know spelling is hard but i can understand what your saying by the context so it doesn't need to be spelt correctly. Any pronouns/gender/sexuality welcome!

Fandoms

Criminal Minds - (Derek Morgan, Aaron Hotchner, Emily Prentiss)

COD:MW - (John Price, Alejandro Vargas, Johnny MacTavish. Simon Riley. Konig)

Marvel - ( Miguel O'Hara, Miles Morales, Hobie Brown, Deadpool, Tony Stark, )

MHA/BNHA- (Ejiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Mina Ashido, Hitoshi Shinso)

Supernatural - (Dean Winchester, Castial)

Harry Potter-(Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, George Weasley, Ginny Weasley)

Teen Wolf- (Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Kira Yukimura)

My favorite tropes-

Demi-human/human

Demi-human/Supernatural creature

Demi-human/Demi-human

Fallen Angel/Angel

Fallen Angel/Demon

Fallen Angel/Human

Angel/Demon

Angel/Human

Human/Demon

Half Angel/Demon

Half Angel/Human

Angel/Demon/Human

Angel/Demon/Fallen Angel

Human/Supernatural Creature

Supernatural Creature/Hunter

Royalty/Commoner

Rivals (sports, spies, etc)

Detective/Sidekick

Detective/Criminal

Ghost/Nonbeliver

Hero/Villain

Mermaid/Pirate

God/Human

God/Lesser Deity

Enemies to Lovers

Roommates

Arranged Marriages

Fake Dating

Opposites Attract

Forbidden Romance

Fallen Angel/Angel

Fallen Angel/Demon

Fallen Angel/Human

Angel/Demon

Angel/Human

Human/Demon

Half Angel/Demon

Half Angel/Human

Angel/Demon/Human

Angel/Demon/Fallen Angel

Supernatural Creature/Hunter

Royalty/Commoner

Rivals (sports, spies, etc)

Detective/Sidekick

Detective/Criminal

Ghost/Nonbeliver

Hero/Villain

Mermaid/Pirate

God/Human

God/Lesser Deity

Enemies to Lovers

Roommates

Arranged Marriages

Fake Dating

Opposites Attract

Forbidden Romance