#draconic dean

[monstercampus]

I enjoyed reading the prologue and look forward to the next update!! I wanted to ask how tall the Dean is, cause Nick is already massively tall, but hearing that the Dean is taller makes me want to know the exact number

MEEEOOWWW TY!!!! ❤️❤️ i can't wait to write it hehe!! and Dean Lysandre is about 7'5-7'7 at his more humanoid stature, though he's obviously a lot larger when he's in his dragon form--hence why the vault under Monster Campus that holds his hoard is like a whole other world, cause it's gotta be big enough for him to sleep on! <3

[thesorceresstemple]

[lcdrarry]

LCDrarry 2023 Round-Up Post | Week 4

We won't post new works till Draco's birthday on 5 June to give our amazing creators a bit more time to finish their works - which in turns gives you more time to catch up on the works that posted during the fest and hopefully leave lovely comments for our creators.

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Pretty

Prompt: "Pretty Woman", 1990, Gary Marshall Prompted by: @ladderofyears Artist: Anonymous Art Medium: Digital Art Rating: Mature Warnings: None

Summary: Pretty Woman but Drarry.

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Before daybreak [ART]

Prompt: "The Sandman", 2022, TV Show Prompted by: Anonymous Artist: Anonymous Art Medium: Digital Art Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Warnings: Mild nudity, Mild body horror

Summary: Harry as the master of Dreams helps his little nightmare clear up his concerns about his role in the dreaming. Draco does not have much of a choice in the matter.

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25 May | LCDrarry Double Feature | Art

afternoon snooze

Prompt: “How to Train Your Dragon”, 2010, Chris Sanders and Dean DeBlois Prompted by: Rrruuchi Artist: Anonymous Art Medium: Digital Art Rating: General Audiences Warnings: None

Summary: Harry and Draco relax with their little friend.

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0 + 0 = 1

Prompt: "Taskmaster", 2015, TV Show Prompted by: @crazybutgood Author: Anonymous Word Count: 2,895 words Rating: General audiences Warnings: None

Summary: Harry and Draco go on Taskmaster. That's it. That's the plot.

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A Boesky, A Jim Brown, and the biggest Leon Spinks ever.

Prompt: "Ocean's Eleven", 2001, Steven Soderbergh Prompted by: @waterfalls-moon Author: Anonymous Word Count: 12,030 words Rating: Teen and up Warnings: None

Summary: Harry and his group of friends formulate a rather ambitious plan to re-acquire a rare diamond from the clutches of an old enemy—Theo Nott. Along the way, he's hoping to catch the attention of his ex—Draco Malfoy—who is now dating Theo. “What have you heard?” Harry half-whispered. “Rumours are going around that it’s the Starlight Diamond.” The guest half-whispered in reply, excitement practically vibrating out of the man’s pores. “Starlight Diamond?” He feigned ignorance, flicking his glance between the guest and Ginny. “Oh, right, I’m so sorry Mr. Potter. I often forget you didn’t grow up in our world.” Harry twitched, fist clenched. In another life, he probably would have decked the guy for being a prick, but that was the kind of person this sort of event attracted. The old money and the nouveau riche, both looking to flaunt their means and gossip.

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Welcome to Kerb

Prompt: “How to Train Your Dragon”, 2010, Chris Sanders and Dean DeBlois Prompted by: Rrruuchi Author: Anonymous Word Count: 24,037 words Rating: Mature Warnings: injuries, broken bones, vomiting, killing

Summary: Harry had always been obsessed with dragons. It was one of the reason he had studied them. And when the opportunity came to study draconic creatures in the wild on a deserted magical island with his mentor Charlie Weasley and his friend Neville Longbottom, why wouldn't he take it? If only he knew what he would encounter on his journey...

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[nelweensfic]

Welcome to Kreb

This is my participation for the amazing @lcdrarry fest! 🥳 I had an amazing time to write this and I want to shoutba big thank @cluelesspigeons for beta reading this big fic in no time ❤️

Prompt: “How to Train Your Dragon”, 2010, Chris Sanders and Dean DeBlois

Word Count: 24,037 words

Rating: Mature

Warnings: injuries, broken bones, vomiting, killing

Summary: Harry had always been obsessed with dragons. It was one of the reason he had studied them. And when the opportunity came to study draconic creatures in the wild on a deserted magical island with his mentor Charlie Weasley and his friend Neville Longbottom, why wouldn't he take it? If only he knew what he would encounter on his journey...

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[bonbonniebunny]

Stimboard For: Dean Winchester (Supernatural) with purples, greens, and gun related stims

Requested by Draconic Anon

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[sonofsaviors]

Logan Smith - The Boys Verse

Name: Logan Dean Negan Smith

Age: 20 (as of 2020)

Birthdate: September 26th 2000

Signs: Virgo/Dragon

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Pale Grey

Race: Caucasian

Superpowers: Invulnerability, super-strength, Durability and Endurance, superior hearing and sense of smell (From Negan), Shapeshifting (Lucille), although he prefers a Draconic form because it's the most fun.

The son of two Supes who preferred to keep to themselves and out of the limelight, Logan was raised by his Mother (Lucille) and Father (Negan) to be hardworking, humble and the ultimate sass-master.

Lucille strongly insisted on Logan retaining self control, often helping him meditate and teaching him anger-management/emotional regulation techniques as a young child, which has helped a great deal. Logan does tend to be a bit conflict-averse, but he is extremely loyal and brave to people he grows attached to.

As a young adult, Logan still lives with his parents while he is attending college for medical school, although he does express some interest in going into the military as a medic or pursuing a job as a police officer or EMT.

-- ((Completely willing to be flexible with Logan's birthdate/age and when/if his powers appear)) --

[thirst4daddy1]

I think Dean could be Dean, maybe some variations could be more inhuman but mostly it could be his normal self. Oh, and I’m loving the Draconic Dereks you’re posting!

Thanks 😁, ill see what i can do with the boys

[draconic-kins]

Hi! I'm Draconic, and this kin blog is for my own kin stuff! The theme will change as time goes on as I go through kin-shifts!

Current kinshift: Dean Winchester

Dni: (no)maps, antis, pro-ed, pro-self harm, n/zis, ableists, homophobes, transphobes, [this list will be added to]

[fandomstuckportal]

((OOC: gg fives background! ft. gem!dean and mtahk, who are naturally a permafusion))

[monstercampus]

What would happen if one of the anti-human monsters on campus actually attacked the human and injured them?

Chaos. You'd wake up the next day to find that the twisted ankle or broken wrist you received from some violent, drunken anti-human monster the night before has caused a clash in the midst of campus. Your friends--and the ones who support you--getting into bloody fights with the monsters who claim to hate you and don't want you on campus. It probably started with Kirk going feral and biting somebody or Lidya throwing a brick through the offender's dorm window, but however it starts it won't end and will only escalate until the Dean himself comes out with the rest of the faculty and quiets the violence with a draconic roar.

It's not going to be the greatest of days, that's for sure. Dean Lysandre will be pissed. From that day on, there will be proper monster-human sensitivity training implented across campus, and the Dean will be making an announcement to the student body and faculty; essentially, that everyone needs to act with more candor and that he's ashamed of the actions of certain students, but most of all, that to touch another hair on your head will result in the most severe of punishments. And nobody will want to even raise a head against the Dean's warnings, especially when he's barely containing his full draconic form, so much so that his claws leave deep indents in the podium as he delivers his harsh lecture. From then on you'll notice a distinct avoidance of you from the other students that dislike you, the bulk of them much too afraid of the Dean and of getting kicked out to even get within arm's reach of you.

[liminalwings]

Dracontia - The Serpent's Stone

First attested in Pliny the Elder's Natural History, the dracontia (aka. draconite/drakonite/dragonite) is purported to be a stone taken from the head of a living dragon; otherwise "out of spite" the dracontia will not solidify into a gem. While Pliny and select other authors describe the dracontia as a white, semi-transparent gem, other accounts describe it as being beautifully colored. It has had various powers attributed to it, or even none at all (Pliny), but the most commonly believed is that of detecting and curing poisons. Semi-related is the Adder Stone (also known as hag/witch/holey stones, anguinum, Glain Neidr in Wales, and Hühnergötter in Germany), a glassy stone (usually flint) with a naturally-occuring hole which, in addition to curing poison/snake bite, also allows one to see through glamours, win lawsuits, and has protective properties. It was so named because it was thought to be created by the saliva of several congregated serpents (once again from Pliny), though some accounts also claim that it comes from the head of a serpent (just like dracontias) or is the result of an adder "stinging" the rock. 

Whereas in the 17th to 18th century, British antiquarians William Stukeley and John Bathurst Deane used the term 'dracontia/dracontium' to refer to sites of purported "ancient serpent worship", particularly locations of standing stones or pillars such as those found through the British isles. One notable example is Abury. 

The dracontia has even been used in various media, not the least of which is the "dragon/dragoon spirits" in the PS1 game The Legend of Dragoon (my dearest heart). 

Similarly, some stories and games see crystals in place of a dragon's heart. Labradorite has come to be known as "dragon heart stone" in some practices (wish I knew where this originated and when).

Any way you look at it, even without talking about dragons' supposed propensity for hoarding gold and gems, there seems to be a frequent association between dragons/serpents and rocks. Or maybe there's just a rock for everything. Even in the actual mineral kingdom, there are several specimens named for or associated with dragons/serpents: serpentine, septarian (aka "dragon stone"), dragon's blood jasper (technically green and red epidote, also also called dragon stone), snake skin agate, dragon vein agate, among others. 

Given that you can't really go out and harvest a mythical dracontia, and it would be bad form to try anyway as someone who wants to work with dragons, your next best bet would be to choose a stone you can dedicate to your dragon workings. 

Why have a dedicated dragon stone?

-Energetic battery. If your paradigm deals with it, you and/or your draconic allies can charge the stone with draconic energy, which you can tap into to get yourself into a good mindset for dragon work, and could be used to give your working extra "oomph". 

-Magical focus/conduit. Even without a stored energetic component, the built-up draconic association you make with it can allow it to act as a channel or an anchor. One idea, for those who work with elemental aspects, is to have a dracontia for each associated element/group of elemental dragons that they can use as a physical representation in ritual. You can honestly be pretty creative with this.

-Symbol of your path. Whether you only have one stone or many in your practice(if any), it can be considered not just an important tool, but also represent dedication to your draconic path. You might call it a "spiritual investment piece". It can also be useful for on-the-go workings or in situations where having a physical altar is not an option.

But what stone should/could I use?

Any, really. If you want to go super obvious and use one of the aforementioned serpent/dragon-named stones, that's fine. Is there a different stone that feels more dragony to you? Go for it. Want to follow dracontia lore and use a milky quartz? Sure. My first one was a Botswana agate that looked like a grey and black dragon eye from one side, so any stone that looks like a dragon's eye would also be great. It boils down to your personal association, unless you have dragon allies giving you a particular suggestion. It doesn't have to be a fancy expensive stone, or even a new stone; if you already have some sort of stone collection, you might have something suitable. Or you might be able to find an interesting quartz-streaked river rock from a local natural area. 

As an aside, if you have some ability to sense spirits/entities, you might come across a stone that seems to have a dragon attached to it. I don't mean in the "spirit binding/keeping" sense, just that a passing dragon found the stone and went "mine!" and is sticking with it. While you might be able to use the stone as a dracontia, you'd have to take it up with the attached dragon first. It might be that you'll have to pick another stone, while the stone with the attachment would only be used for working with that specific dragon. I have a tektite with this kind of thing going on. 

What if I lose my dragon stone?

Then you'll just have to find another and start over with building your association with it. There's no magical consequence or punishment. If there was an attachment, it may be that the dragon has moved on. Some may feel that it could be a message that it isn't the right time for you to be following this path, that the stone wasn't right, or any number of worries, but that kind of thing is for you to discern. Sometimes you just lose things. 

Do I have to call it dracontia? And do I have to have one to work with dragons?

The answer to both of these is 'no'. Some might be put off by the lore of the dracontia due to the whole "dragon killing" thing, which is understandable, and is why I mentioned the secondary use of the term in reference to temple standing stones, even if it's a relatively more recent usage, along with other variations of the concept. As long as the mythical origin of attainment isn’t what you focus on, it’s unlikely that the dragons you work with will be offended, considering it’s not how you’re getting your dragon stone anyway. 

I also do not personally know of an existing dragon path that utilizes a similar concept (not to say there aren't any, I just have never heard of it in a modern dragon magic context), and decided to write about it as something that had come up organically in the early stages of my own path. So, if you've been thinking about doing something similar on your path but weren't sure about there being any precedent or are afraid of doing something silly or 'wrong', here's encouragement to go ahead and try it out. 

And honestly, you don't technically need to use a stone for this purpose; a favored dragon pendant or other jewelry can be used for the same thing, I just decided to write about the 'dragon stone' in particular for the historic associations and potential interest to others who may not have come across the idea before.

As to how you would use your dragon stone… Well, that would largely be up to you. You could meditate with it, using it as a focus to facilitate connection with the dragons you work with or as a point of contact with dragon energy. You can keep it on your dragon altar if you have one and use it as a conduit/portal. Carry it with you during the day for when you need a boost or need to fuel a dragon-flavored shield. The limit for how you can use a dragon stone and what for is really just limited by your imagination and the techniques you know. 

For me personally, the first dragon stone I had (the Botswana agate) was a symbol of my draconity foremost. I would hold it when I felt I needed comfort or protection, or wanted to feel dragony. I ended up losing the stone (along with some other favorite stones I still sorely miss) the last day of fourth grade, but that's how I can confidently say that losing your dragon stone isn't going to harm you. I also never took it as a message of "this isn't for you", as I continued having interactions with dragons and further exploring my draconity well after that. It's a tool in the end, despite how much meaning you might put into it.

References

Jennings, Hargrave. Ophiolatreia. London, 1889. Sacred-texts, https://www.sacred-texts.com/etc/oph/index.htm

Pliny the Elder. The Natural History of Pliny, Volume 6. July 19, 2020. Project Gutenberg, https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/62704/pg62704-images.html

Deane, John Bathurst. Dracontia, or Observations on circle and serpent worship. London, 1834. Hathi Trust, https://catalog.hathitrust.org/Record/009724090

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adder_stone 

[ladylilithprime]

The Dragon's Librarian

Inspired by this post. And also my own deep and abiding fondness for Patricia C Wrede's "Dealing With Dragons". For @rodiniaorzetalthepenquin .

THE PROBLEM WITH living in a cave large enough to admit a fully grown dragon was that the mouth of the cave needed to be similarly large and open so that the dragon could come and go at will. This was not especially secure, either against would-be thieves seeking some rumored treasure hoard, nor against lost travelers or wandering animals seeking shelter from the elements. Neither, too, was it particularly resistant to drafts, with the mouth being wide open and the twists and turns leading deeper into the cave being similarly wide and easy to pass, provided one could see in the dark. Windy drafts had no need of light to traverse the dark passages into the cavern's depths, and so made their way as they willed, whether the cave's occupants liked it or not.

And when the elements outside were particularly cold and rainy with the threat of sleet hovering near the mountain peaks, the occupants did not like it at all.

"You know," Prince Samuel of the House of Winchester and spare to the throne of Stull's Deep said as he swiped an oiled cloth over the leather spine on the large tome he was cleaning, "it's a good thing you have magic, or this would be a horrible choice of locations for a library."

"So you have mentioned," Castiel, his draconic companion and nominal "captor", remarked dryly, sending a huff of warm air swirling over Sam as he spoke. "Believe me, if I could find appropriately fireproof lodging in an area more suited to controlled climate and locking doors to discourage thieves, I would consider it. Certainly such lodgings would be more comfortable for you as well as for my books."

"I'm not quite so in danger of falling apart as some of these manuscripts," Sam shook his head and set the tome carefully back on the shelf next to its fellows. "I'd hate to see some of these illuminations lost to the elements, never mind the information... well, the ones that aren't badly outdated."

"Even the outdated texts are useful for tracking a historical record of psychology," the dragon answered placidly. "Not the practice, certainly, as advancements there are considerably better for the patient than they were, but in understanding how people of the era thought and what beliefs informed their suppositions and assertions which then went on to inform laws and customs and traditions still practiced today."

"Preaching to the choir there," Sam sighed, remembering many an argument with his elder brother when Crown Prince Dean wrinkled his nose at the idea of Sam holing himself up in the palace library with "dusty old books" all the time. "I just mean that it'd be a shame to lose the art of them. Transcribing, I can do - it's what you hired me for in the first place - but for all I can appreciate the skill of the lines and the magnificence of the pigment hues I'm unfortunately not an artist myself."

"And that is what the more 'heavy duty' preservation spells are for," Castiel assured him. "Once the information is transcribed to a location that is more easily accessed and less prone to cracking or flaking or falling apart, the original manuscripts can be placed in stasis until such a time when proper study of them can be made with more delicacy even than human hands."

Sam fought a snort of amusement at the dragon considering human hands to be especially delicate, his mind still on Dean and his more preferred rough and tumble pursuits. Though, he supposed, to a dragon who had such massive limbs and sharp claws and abrasive scales a smaller human hand would seem delicate in comparison. Sam could only hope his own careful touches were not too rough on the more brittle, fragile pages when he needed to turn them to transcribe their contents. He hadn't quite worked up the nerve to try one of the scrolls yet simply because they were so old!

Another gusting draft of cold, wet air slid around the edge of the cave wall to hit Sam in the back and side, making him shiver in spite of his efforts to keep from being obvious about his chill. The motion still caught Castiel's attention, however, and the dragon turned his head to scrutinize Sam closely for a moment. "That's enough for today, I believe."

"But there's still--" Sam started, already turning to count of the number of tomes still to be conditioned. "--six more volumes to be oiled so they'll hold up when I start working on them, and then--"

"And then they must sit and wait while the oil sets in and returns the leather to a supple condition," Castiel hummed, tilting his head slightly to look at Sam. "It will keep a day while we tend to your needs."

"Seems like we're always having to stop because of me," Sam mumbled, ducking his head in chagrin. "That doesn't really make me much help to you... I don't want to be useless...."

"Even if you were not so well-versed in the care of my books, you would hardly be useless," Castiel told him, frowning slightly. "And it is not as if the spells I have to preserve them will fail tomorrow. We have time, and I would not be so inconsiderate as to require work of you when you are chilled and likely in need of food and sleep. I am not Uriel."

Sam shivered again, wincing, at the mention of the other dragon, the one who had come to visit Castiel when Sam was newly "hired" and who had made several comments to the effect of Sam's suitability as an archivist versus his suitability as a snack. Castiel had done what he could to reassure Sam that he would not be eaten, at least not by Castiel, but there was still that niggling little threat in the back of his mind coupled with the pompous and snide tones of his father's chief advisor asking what use was a prince with his head in the clouds and his nose in a book if not as a suitable groom to a princess from an allied kingdom.

Frankly, Sam thought being eaten by a dragon would have been preferable to that, but with the actual threat of being eaten presented it only made his anxiety worse. If he wasn't eaten but still became too much of a burden, would he be sent home to be married off for the good of the kingdom? It was one of the reasons he turned away any knights who showed up looking to "rescue" him, though fortunately not many did and most of those tended to expect him to be a princess. Dean himself had shown up only once and, after assuring himself that Sam was unharmed, had disappeared into a private conversation with Castiel which had ended with Dean leaving satisfied that his brother would be fine and Castiel rather thoughtful for the rest of the day.

"Sam?" Castiel broke through his thoughts gently, watching him with concern.

"Sorry," Sam answered out of reflex, shaking his head. "Sorry... I know you aren't Uriel, and Dean wouldn't have let me stay here if he thought you were going to hurt me."

"But?" the dragon prompted him, head lowered to better meet Sam's eyes in that strangely considerate way he had. Sam averted his gaze and shrugged one shoulder.

"But... there's probably always going to be part of me that worries that I'm not living up to expectations, that I'll just be shuffled off again if I stop being able to hold up my end of the bargain," he admitted with a sigh. "You already have to deal with the risk of idiots coming up here trying to rescue me interrupting your work--"

"Our work," Castiel corrected. "Although frankly you seem more vexed by the interruptions than I am. If you would rather I go back to handling the knights--"

"I'd rather not risk one of them being an idiot and attacking you right off the bat before we can even explain that I'm not a princess," Sam shook his head. "If they're expecting to fight a dragon, they're going to try and fight the dragon."

It also seemed like a great many of them had problems with listening. One stubborn idiot had actually assumed that Sam was a rival for the hand of "Princess Samantha" and spent a good twenty minutes trying to challenge Sam to a duel for the privilege of rescuing... himself. That one, Castiel had needed to get involved in, and they were both so out of sorts afterwards that neither of them had gotten any more work done in favor of making a giant cauldron of tea to share between them while they bitched to each other about the lack of basic manners or common sense among knights these days until they had both calmed down.

"Even with the interruptions," Castiel said as he shifted on his haunches to roll more to his side, "I do not regret having you here, Sam. Intermitted help is better than no help, but more than that, having your company here is infinitely more preferable to being up here alone, with only my dragon siblings and cousins for company. None of them have the same appreciation for literature, after all, which makes conversing with them far more difficult than with you."

"I suppose that's one point in my favor," Sam conceded. He gave the tomes one last lingering look - there were only six of them, but they were very large and, with his rhythm broken, he could admit that he was starting to get tired - and then gave in to the lure of Castiel's warmth and smooth underbelly scales and shuffled over to settle himself on the somewhat scorched tarpaulin covering the collection of bedding and pillows that made up the dragon's "couch". "Just hope you don't get bored with me...."

"You have many points in your favor, Sam," Castiel murmured, unfurling one wing and curving it over his human companion as the prince settled down against him sleepily. "And I could never be bored with you."

The mage lights around the room dimmed, and Sam fell asleep to the warmth, the smell of smoke and book oil, and the low rumble of Castiel quietly reading aloud from the Grand Coven Treatise on Aural Spellwork by Rowena MacLeod.

-End-

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25 May | LCDrarry Double Feature | Fic

Welcome to Kreb

Prompt: “How to Train Your Dragon”, 2010, Chris Sanders and Dean DeBlois Prompted by: Rrruuchi Author: Anonymous Word Count: 24,152 words Rating: Mature Warnings: injuries, broken bones, vomiting, killing, mention of suicidal behaviour, mention of legilimency

Notes: This is for the movie prompt "How to train your dragon" from Rrruuchi for LCD fest. It's my second time and I'm so excited to share this. Thank you to CP for the beta reading and P for the cheers you gave me. This fic wouldn't be here without you two ❤️ I love that movie and my love for dragon is really strong so I'm really happy to share you this fic! I hope you guys will like it!

Summary: Harry had always been obsessed with dragons. It was one of the reason he had studied them. And when the opportunity came to study draconic creatures in the wild on a deserted magical island with his mentor Charlie Weasley and his friend Neville Longbottom, why wouldn't he take it? If only he knew what he would encounter on his journey...

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[poisonnxkki]

Where It Started: Witchcraft Edition🖤

🖤I thought it could be fun to do a post on what books got me into certain witchcraft topics. Caution: these are not recommendations, many of these books are good but some are problematic or outdated. I'm simply sharing where I started from and what sources I started with.

Herbalism-Cunningham's Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs by Scott Cunningham

Spirit work- Encyclopedia of Spirits by Judika Illes

Tarot- Understanding Tarot by Liz Dean

Candle Magic- The Book of Candle Magic by Madame Pamita

Ancestor Work- Honoring Your Ancestors- Mallorie Vaudoise

Draconic Magic- Dancing With Dragons by D. J. Conway

Mythology- Homeric Hymn to Demeter

Poison Path- Veneficium by Daniel A. Schulke

Witchcraft (General)- The Black Arts by Richard Cavendish

First Witchy Book I Ever Bought- The Green Witch by Arin Murphy-Hiscock

[bonbonniebunny]

Could i get a Dean Winchester stimboard with demonic features, purples and greens, and maybe some gun related things? Thank you in advance ~ Draconic anon

Heya!! I wasn't able to find anything for the demonic features part, so I really hope you don't mind!

[blessyourhondahurley]

The Price of Fame

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This one refers to a previous silly fic of mine, Anyway, how’s your sex life?. Please cross your fingers that none of the celebrities I mention here decide to sue me for damages.

Prompt 1: Sharing Earphones Prompt 2: Demonic

The two of them are plopped on a bench in a  dingy gray hallway. The morgue attendant won't be back from his lunch  break for probably another twenty minutes -- "ohhh, agents, you juuuust missed him," the perky receptionist in the entryway had chirped. It's  not enough time to follow up on any of their other leads or to attempt  to find a good burger in this Popsicle stand of a town. So they're  waiting, sitting side by side with Cas's phone between them. They've  each got one earbud in, and Cas has hit "random" on his playlist. Dean  is indulging in his favorite game.

"Adam Sandler."

"Dean, not even Hell wants to hang out with Adam Sandler. He's gotten where he is all on his own dubious merits."

"Lady Gaga."

Cas glares at him for that one. "Definitely not. She's incredibly talented. She's earned everything she has."

"Jake Paul."

"Who- Oh. Yes. Definitely. He made a deal, I'm certain."

"Tommy Wiseau."

"You always ask me about Tommy and I always tell you that absolutely no one  I've talked to knows who or what he is. He's not angelic, demonic,  vampiric, draconic, lupine... He's a complete enigma, Dean, and I really  think we should try harder to stay off his radar, just in case."

"Yeah, you're right. It's always gonna bother me a little, though."

"Same."

"The Tiger King dude."

"Ye-- Oh, hello."

The  morgue attendant bustles around the corner, a half-eaten burrito  clutched in one hand. They stand to meet him, and Cas disappears his  phone into the pocket of his coat. The FBI persona drops over them both,  but as they're following the man into the morgue, Cas catches Dean's  eye and nods decisively.