#poly Sam Winchester

[lillyrob]

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[threshasketch]

The angel is smol, the angel is cute.

Or the brothers are big, beautiful, lumbering piles of flannel.

[sniff-sniff-sniff]

I literally think Sam is polyamorous most of the time cuz I just can’t imagine only giving him ONE partner lol. he needs lots and lots me thinks 😊

[tdexel]

The Impala is Dean Winchester's trademark black 1967 Chevrolet Impala from the show "Supernatural". Currently watching season 8.

Should've probably modelled the trunk filled with weapons, but maybe I'll come around to it.

Made for picoCAD Jam 113: Television.

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Kinktober 2023

Requests are welcome on days with “?”. Please submit an “Ask”. Thank you!

Day 1: Sex Toys/Strap-on (Domestic Destiel #7)

Day 2: Frottage (Domestic Destiel #8)

Day 3: Dry Humping, Sam x Gabe (Sabriel)

Day 4: Overstimulation (Domestic Destiel #9)

Day 5: Face-Sitting/Face-Fucking, Sam/Eileen/Jess

Day 6: Leash and Collar (Pet play), Sub Sam x Dom Fem Reader

Day 7: (Consensual) Nonconsensual and Somnophilia Dean x Castiel (Domestic Destiel #10)

Day 8: Sex Pollen/Fuck or Die, (Anon Ask request!) Female Reader x Sam (Post with Ask)

Day 9: Slutwear, Castiel, ART (Link for Tumblr version)

Day 10: Anal Sex, Kissing, Crying, (Domestic Destiel #11)

Day 11: Exhibitionism/Voyeurism, Sam x Masochist Fem Reader

Day 12: Lingerie, Dean, ART (Tumblr link)

Day 13: Pet Play, Castiel x Fem!Reader (Bunny)

Day 14: Uniform, Castiel, ART

Day 15: Spanking/Flogging/Whipping/Caning, (Pet Play, Bunny) Castiel x Fem!Reader (continuation of Day 13)

Day 16: Body Worship (Genitals), Dean x Cas

Day 17: Pussy Eating, Destiel x afab nby reader (timestamp for “Romancing the Hunter”)

Day 18: Bloodplay, Castiel x Dean Winchester

Day 19: ?

Day 20:?

Day 21:?

Day 22:?

Day 23: Breeding/Impregnation, Alpha Cas/Omega Dean (Any Fandom Goes Bingo Square-filled: Breeding/Breeding Kink)

Day 24: Day 24: Bratty Sub, Anal/Oral Training, Caging, Destiel, [WARNING: Risk Aware Consensual Kink (RACK)]

Day 25: Day 25: Leather, Daddy Dom, Knives (Plot: Daddy Dom Angel Castiel x Little Boy Sub Dean and Knives (Bloodplay) , blood drinking, with leather cuffs (continuation of Day 18))

Day 26: Grace-Tentacles (Domestic Destiel #XX)

Day 27: Wax Play, Dean x Masochist Female Reader

Day 28: Cuckolding, Sam/Eileen/Gabriel

Day 29:?

Day 30: Hotdogging, Destiel (Continuation of Day 24)

Day 31:?

@shakingmyheadcanon thank you so much for being my beta on this project. You’re help is amazing. Thank you! ❤️❤️🫂

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[quietwings-fics]

apocalypse averted

Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Fandom: Doctor Who Ship: Castiel/Gabriel/Lucifer/Dean/Sam Additional Tags: POV Outsider, Fluff and Angst, Polyamory, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angelcest (Supernatural) Wordcount: 776 Summary:

Michael is in Stull Cemetery the fated day they’re meant to fight. Lucifer is… not.

Prompt:

"hi, for the rarepairs prompts, can i request a s5 dean/sam/lucifer/castiel/gabriel stopping the apocalypse? thank you! :3"

Michael is in Stull Cemetery the fated day they’re meant to fight.

Lucifer is… not.

He waits, generously, a few hours. Lucifer doesn’t arrive. Michael gets antsy, enough so that even Adam notices in the corner of his mind that Michael’s shoved him into, a haughty little snort at Michael pacing through the graves before Michael shuts him out.

It’s not like his brother is hard to find. Archangels are beacons to each other. He lands-

He lands outside a cabin. He blinks at it. The lights are on inside, snow piling on the porch and against the windows. The curtains are drawn to keep anyone from seeing in. Michael trudges up to the door, considers tearing it off its hinges, and reluctantly knocks instead. He waits, suppressing his vessel’s instinct to shiver.

His brother answers the door. Michael takes a step back.

“Huh,” Gabriel says, “guess it’s that day already.” Michael stares at him, unable to process his brother’s voice for the first time in thousands of years. He should be dead. Michael thought-

“Who’s at the door?” Michael’s head snaps to look behind Gabriel, but he can’t see his true vessel, only hear him.

“Family!” Gabriel calls back. “Well, come on, out of the cold, Mikey.”

Mikey?, Michael mouths, too disorientated to argue.

Gabriel shuts the door behind him and heads back deeper into the cabin. Snow is melting off of Michael’s hair as he stands at the entrance. Lucifer is here. He’s so bright that being this close to him makes Michael’s grace ache.

How could he miss Gabriel? How did he hide? He has to chase after him to know, but in the next room, he finds his brother already flopping back onto a couch with his true vessel, kicking his shoes off as Dean tries without much effort to shove his head out of his lap.

Michael can’t come up with words. (His lungs hurt, his heart hurts, everything in his vessel’s chest hurts, just looking at Gabriel’s comfy wiggle into Dean’s space. Is there something wrong with Adam? Why is it so hard to exist here?)

He pulls his gaze away to the room’s other couch. First, he spots Sam Winchester, uninhabited, and beside him, wrapped under heavy blankets, Castiel, the rebel. Michael should obliterate him now, but he’s frozen watching Castiel lean into Sam so casually and sigh. One of Sam’s hands wraps around Castiel’s waist, and the other…

Michael follows his arm down to the archangel sitting on the floor between Sam’s legs. Lucifer’s head is tilted back as Sam massages his scalp, a rumble of pleasure rolling out of him at each of Sam���s touches. Castiel nudges Lucifer with his foot, and Lucifer loosely wraps his hand around his ankle. His eyes are shut, pure bliss spread across his face.

(He hurts. Looking at Lucifer, relaxed and happy, is worse than anything he’s ever felt.)

“What?” is all Michael manages, voice borrowing a crack from the body’s owner.

Lucifer’s eyes open heavily. He drags his gaze over to Michael, head tipping against Sam’s thigh. Sam doesn’t stop, just slides his hand down and presses his fingers into the muscles of Lucifer’s neck until he groans quietly.

“Hello, Michael,” Lucifer says. “I’m sorry. I’ve decided not to end the world. You can go home.”

From across the room, Dean snorts (and it sounds a little like the way Adam did earlier in Michael’s mind.) “‘Decided’,” he says. “Like it didn’t take all four of us to convince you.”

Lucifer should snap at Dean for that, for the scoff and the injury to his pride. Michael waits for it. A sleepy smile spreads over Lucifer’s face instead as he sits up straighter for Sam to rub more of his neck.

“You wore me down,” he says, fondly. His gaze eventually drifts back to Michael. “You won’t change my mind back, brother.”

“You can’t.” Michael sounds helpless, and he hates it, and why is his vessel so tense? Why won’t his throat let out the words he needs to say to force Lucifer back into his role? Why does he want to run and never remember this warm, cozy place that isn’t his?

Lucifer narrows his eyes. “Take my free will up with God,” he says, with the first familiar sliver of cruelty Michael’s expected.

“Lucifer,” Castiel says, and Lucifer’s eyes go soft again as he looks back at the angel.

“You’re right,” he murmurs. Kinder, he turns to Michael a final time. “It’s my gift to you, too. You can do whatever you want now, brother. We’re free.”

Michael can’t bear it. He leaves. He does not look back.

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POSTING SCHEDULE

Like Real People Do - "Mad Dog Caged"

Coming: August 6

Main Character/Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Author: @mbqnoyolo

Artist: @squirrelofcelestialintent

Beta: @ididitallofitforyou

All Things End - "When We Begin Again"

Coming: August 7th

Main Character/Pairing: Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester

Author: @entropic-saudade

Artist/Beta: @outofnowhere82

Jackie and Wilson - "Mid-youth Crisis"

Coming: August 9

Main Character/Pairing: Mary Winchester/Rowena MacLeod

Author: @sunshine-zenith

Artist/Beta: @rauko-creates

It Will Come Back - "Don't Let Me In"

Coming: August 12

Main Character/Pairing: Dean Winchester & Sam Winchester

Author: @gen-spn

Artist: @outofnowhere82

Beta: @hermit-writes

As It Was - "The Love, The Dark, The Light, The Flame"

Coming: August 13

Main Character/Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Author: @raimykeller

Artist: @nickelkeep

Beta: @quizasvivamos

Be - "Be Like the Love that Discovered the Sin"

Coming: August 17

Main Character/Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Author: @grim-work

Artist: @deancodedcastielenby

Beta: @sky-is-torn

Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene - "Angel in the Shortwave"

Coming: August 20

Main Character/Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Author: @columbocas

Artist/Beta: @squirrelofcelestialintent

Someone New - "Someone New"

Coming: August 23

Main Character/Pairing: Cain & Crowley, Dean Winchester/Castiel/Benny Lafitte/Cain (and various iterations of such)

Author: @nickelkeep

Artist: @deancodedcastielenby

Beta: @imbiowaresbitch

In A Week - "After The Raven Has Had Its Say"

Coming: August 24

Main Character/Pairing: Sam Winchester & Castiel

Author: @samrubygf

Artist: @ryuuseini

Beta: @munchablemusic

Swan Upon Leda - "Swan Upon Leda"

Coming: August 26

Main Character/Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Author: @kelsstiel

Artist: @marvfortytwo

Beta: @deaniewithalittleweanie

Movement - "A Call to Motion"

Coming: August 27

Main Character/Pairing: Castiel/ Dean Winchester

Author: @banshee1013

Artist: @nickelkeep

Beta: @rauko-creates

Dinner & Diatribes - "The Look of Mischief in Your Eyes"

Coming: August 28

Main Character/Pairing: Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester

Author: @nonastrega

Artists: @brothersinablackcar & @rauko-creates

Beta: @oolongfog

Shrike - "Remember Me, Love, When I'm Reborn"

Coming: August 29

Main Character/Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Author: @lazarus-rose

Artist: @deancodedcastielenby

Beta: @very-offkey-kazoo

No Plan - "Marvel at Flowers You'll Have Made"

Coming: August 30

Main Character/Pairing: Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester

Author: @sammichgirl

Artist: @amberdreams1960

Beta: @jerzcaligrl

Foreigner's God - He Feels No Control of His Body

Coming: August 30

Main Character/Pairing: Sam Winchester & Various

Author: @withthekeyisking-writer

Artist: @amberdreams1960

Beta: miajackswild

Wasteland, Baby! - "wasteland, baby!"

Coming: August 31

Main Character/Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Author: @deaniewithalittleweanie

Artist: @deancodedcastielenby

Beta: @wanderingcas

[myselfshipi]

Nightmares and Longing

So, I don’t always share someone’s bed. I like having that option no matter how much I love affection and cuddles. Sometimes, you just need your own space which everyone is ok with.

After a rough hunt, I awoke from a nightmare in my room to alone. This isn’t abnormal but everyone was just so tired, I didn’t want to intrude on anyone’s space. I mean Castiel does on Dean’s and he is okay with that. I felt really unsure when I woke up and just craved Dean. It was such an odd feeling in the sense that my skin felt so tight and I instantly knew Dean is what I needed to feel better except I didn’t act on it.

I tried to ignore it and get my stuffies on the bed to make my bed cozier. I cuddled them and even put on my comfy jacket.

Nothing helped. Nothing.

I could not shake the emotions from the nightmare or the ones it caused. I gave up, just laid down with them (like you’re supposed to) and stuffed my face into my big soft (squishmallow)Stitch where I cried silently . I hate nightmares they always make you feel guilty or ashamed or even just scared that things are about to go to shit.

My brain kept showing me how everyone was gonna leave and that Dean was truly only happy with Castiel which didn’t actually bother me. What bothered me was the loss of them, the loss of connection, potentially just being ghosted and/or asked to leave the bunker. This is my home. I literally have nowhere to go and how can anyone compare to Castiel, an Angel of the Lord with his giant beautiful wings of iridescent black.

I was stuck in my head, hood blocking my view, and didn’t even realize anyone had come into my room, let alone the door opened, until Dean put his hand on my arm and said my name. I looked up in surprise, wide eyed and my lips parted in a quiet gasp.

The door was still open and I saw Castiel, the one my nightmare was comparing me to, standing outside it with his partially-shadowed face with a furrowed brow of concern. I looked back to Dean confused. I sniffled, “Did I wake you?”

“You prayed to me,” Castiel replied quietly as he stepped in and closed the door.

“I’m sorry I disturbed you. I-I-“

He smiled as he approached, “You pray to me nearly every night, much like Dean.”

I could feel my cheeks heating up into a blush I hoped no one noticed in the dark. I hadn’t realize that.

I tend to dream of fun and weird adventures that involve Castiel and the brothers. They’re my best friends and we all get along great. They tend to devolve into sex dreams about a third of the time but hopefully they don’t know that. >.>

He continued, “It was your longing for Dean that disturbed me, Sweet pea.”

My eyebrows hit my hairline with that knowledge—I’d forgotten he could feel that—and eyes widened at the endearment. Surprised he remembered.

I had mentioned it years ago, approximately a decade ago, to Castiel on the first anniversary of my Mother ‘s passing what she would call me and how there have been times I had wished someone would call me those few names but it’s such a silly thing that I never told anyone else but him.

I looked at Dean who was focused on the Angel.

I opened my mouth to reply but Castiel continued, “Normally, your longings tend to be rather brief. I’ve found it delightful when you want something you go for it. I enjoy that about you.”

Of course, I blushed again. My face was so hot with embarrassment. I have no idea how to take any compliment. I normally deflect them but this didn’t seem the time.

“What was bothersome,” he began, as he came around and sat at the foot of my bed, “was that you didn’t pursue Dean’s comfort like you desired.”

“He was asleep,” I sniffled as I defended my actions despite knowing he is right.

“Up until the last month, you have always just come in and asked to cuddle or be cuddled even when Dean has slept and I was there. I thought it would have been obvious neither of us minded.”

“Yep,” Dean agreed looking down at me. “What happened, Sweetheart?”

I looked up at Dean then quick to Castiel, flustered.

“I know how bad your nightmares can get. You’re always welcome to come get any of us or all of us,” Dean reminded me. “I know Sam agrees too.”

I sighed, heavily, and looked at my fingers as they tugged and wrapped in the wrist cuffs of my jacket then out, only to repeat. “I-“ shaking my head and shrugged, “I don’t know.” I looked up at Castiel, “I guess it’s because you moved in and I realized you moved in, so I…didn’t want to interrupt you two.”

I’m have no idea what I look like but I know I look awful with me having been crying and now on the verge of crying again. It just felt like this was confirming what my nightmare was telling me: this was going to end very soon and it would be my own fault.

Castiel put his hand on my blanket covered foot and gently squeezed.

I didn’t look at them. It was so hard just to listen and I was so tired.

Being the Angel he is, he responded to my mentally-spoken fears, “No one wants you to leave, Honey. With everything we have all been through, I would think that would be obvious.”

“Do you want to be here?” Dean asked as gently as he could.

I instantly looked up, my face full of surprise and fear, “Yes, of course.” I shook my head vigorously, “Of course, I just…as weird as it may seem, I sometimes don’t do well with change, you know that Dean…even when I encourage it.” I spoke those last words quietly, embarrassed. I felt like a hypocrite. I love these two people.

I’m pretty sure I might be falling for the Angel but I pushed that aside as quickly as possible to ignore. Back behind the wall where I don’t have to deal with that any time soon.

“It just…seemed…petty,” I admitted with my eyes back on my fidgeting hands. I quickly grabbed my big, fluffy stitch and hugged him resting my chin on them as I tried so hard not to cry.

“Scoot over,” commanded Dean.

I obeyed, still sitting up, before I understood his words fully and scooted to the middle of my bed.

Dean quickly got under the blanket, on his side looking at me, and placed his arm over my waist with a small smile that reached his moss green eyes.

Castiel climbed into the other side of my bed, also on his side, and laced our fingers together., “It’s ok to disturb us when you need us especially for nightmares.”

“Yeah, especially for nightmares.” He raised his hand and held my cheek in his palm and I leaned into it, soothed. “You have helped me so many times whenever I had a nightmare, Sweetness.”

I turned my lips into his palm trying to hide my sad delight at the pet name.

It’s one he used to use in bed when it was just us, only us at the beginning. He said it was because of how kind, compassionate, and good I was he called me that.

Tears fell down my face causing me to close them as I moved away from his hand.

Castiel quickly sat up to wrap his arms around my shoulders and leaned his forehead on my shoulder as if to hide his face from me to help me not feel so witnessed.

Dean didn’t let me and sat up holding my chin trying to force me to look at him. “Look at me, Y/N.”

It took me a few seconds and a deep breath before I opened them peering into his dark eyes. He wiped away a tear with his thumb, “I love you, Y/N. That has never changed. I don’t want you to go anywhere, ever. I want to protect you and keep you safe. I want you here with me and Cas and Sam, okay?”

I nod slightly in confirmation.

“I need you to use your voice, Y/N,” he instructed.

“Yes,” I croaked. I swallowed before continuing, “Yes, I understand. I-I love you too, Dean.” I smiled, “And Cas and Sam.” I leaned my head on Casttiel’s against my shoulder. “Thank you,” I whispered.

“You wake me up if you need me from here on out, got it?” He told me firmly.

“Yes, Dean,” I replied with a sniffle.

He leaned over with a smile and laid a chaste kiss on my lips, holding it there for a few extra seconds.

I melted with a smile on my lips against his. My heart fluttered for a moment. I love his kisses, all the different ones.

Castiel lifted his head and kissed into my hair, “Shall we sleep?”

I looked at him with my dopey grin and nodded. “Will you watch over us?” I asked.

I secretly love when he says he will: it’s not only comforting but when he does, his wings spread out to their full size as if acting like a barrier between all the bad and us.

“Of course, Y/N. I will watch over both of you.” He wrapped us in his wings; even though, I can’t feel them. I could feel a weight, I guess. I feel something that I can’t describe, okay? It’s soothing is the point. I love it when the beautiful Seraph does this.

Knowing you’re protected and wanted is a huge deal to me. I guess I just need reminders of that.

[prettywhenibleed]

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𝕾𝖆𝖒 & 𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖓'𝖘 𝕾𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗: When Worlds Collide Pt 1 - Pt 2

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Dean Winchester Smut

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Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005), Supernatural AU Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Sam Winchester/Original Female Character(s), Dean Winchester/Original Female Character(s), Original Female Character(s)/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Original Male Character(s), Bobby Singer, Castiel (Supernatural), Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Rowena MacLeod, Alex Morgenstern (OFC), Aloysius Morgenstern (OMC), Alex Morgenstern’s Father (OMC), Alex Morgenstern’s Mother, Rowena MacLeod Hates Alex Morgenstern’s Mother, John Winchester Hates Alex Morgenstern’s Father, Sarah (OFC), Demon Possessed Sarah (OFC) Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Blood and Violence, Body Horror, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Dean Winchester Bears the Mark of Cain, Mark of Cain (Supernatural), Season/Series 10 Spoilers, Angels are Dicks (Supernatural), Princes of Hell | Yellow-Eyed Demons (Supernatural), descendants of Angels, descendants of Demons, Demon/Human Relationships, Angel Castiel (Supernatural), Angel/Human Relationships, Angel Family, Demon Family, Patricide, Rape/Non-con Elements, Dubious Consent, The Mark of Cain controls Dean Winchester, Bisexual Dean Winchester, Curious Sam Winchester, Everyone Ships Castiel/Dean Winchester, Castiel is Bad at Feelings (Supernatural), Kidnapped Castiel (Supernatural), Castiel has his wings, The Winchester Gospels (Supernatural) Series: Part 10 of Blood in Heaven and Hell Summary:

Alt Title: Didn’t survive the editing process

Alternatives to chapters or sections of chapters that were changed.

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[myselfshipi]

Who doesn’t want a happy Dean?

Now, to find happy Sam.

just some laughing Dean to brighten up your day ;)

[spn-fanfic-reblog-writes]

Romancing the Hunter

Chapters 1-9

Chapter 10: The Case of the Haunting Kansas City Cop

Dean and Castiel returned from the grocery store having refilled the fridge and gotten the few other items Y/n had requested. Dean prepped for dinner, lasagna, by reheating in the oven.

Castiel found Y/n back in their room on the phone. They smiled at him and signed for him to wait. He sat down at the foot of their bed as Y/n finished up the phone call.

“Again, I am so sorry for you loss and distress at this time. Thank you so much, Ms. Johnson for being honest with me. I will be coming straight there tomorrow afternoon,” they paused. “No, ma’am, I haven’t heard back from my partners yet but I am happy to text you once I do, so you know who to expect. Is that ok?” They smiled and nodded, “Wonderful. I will text you in the morning with my ETA and if I have any co-workers joining me. Not a problem.” Opening their mouth to speak, they paused, closing their mouth, their face stoic which was an uncommon quality for them as they listened to the woman on the phone. “That’s right. All my usual fees are waived with them being a police officer. We do that for all emergency and first responders as well as the military, including retired. Yes, ma’am, you’re most welcome. I completely understand and couldn’t agree more. He was a wonderful and brilliant man. Yes, ma’am. I’ll reach out tomorrow. Thank you again for your time. I will see you tomorrow. Good night.”

They hung up and rolled their eyes. “Asshole cop dies from a heart attack and is scared to move on, probably knows he’s going to Hell and would rather be a problem for their family than do the right thing by moving on.”

Castiel quirked at a brow.

Y/n looked at them, their face softened, “Sorry, Castiel.” They placed their hand on his cheek, “I’ve dealt with these types stupidly too much and they refuse to move on without being forced to.”

“Salt and burn then?” He asked.

“No, no, I never do that. That’s traumatizIng. I cleanse them of the material plane’s effects and do a ritual that takes them where they’re meant to go,” they explained.

The Angel face became stoic as they spoke. He searched through his Heaven’s knowledge to be surprised that a descendant of the Grafungis could still be alive and decided to confirm it, “I wasn’t aware any of the descendants of the ‘Grafungisg’ was still alive.”

Y/n’s body tensed as the word ‘Grafungis’, their mouth slightly open, eyes squinting, and brow furrowed, “The what?”

Castiel tilted his head to the side with his brow furrowed. “What you described is some of the abilities that the Grafungis could do. They were once what some called human reapers. The story goes that my Father had a disagreement with Death and Death refused to work with Him after the disagreement, and so He bestowed a select few bloodlines at the time the ability to reap human souls among other abilities to make human souls more compliant to moving one.”

They frowned and shrugged.

“What happened to them? These bloodlines.”

Castiel frowned, cast down eyes, “Once Death and God reconciled, God sent Angels down to destroy the bloodlines.”

Y/n looked disgusted, “I don’t like your Dad; he’s a selfish asshole. Giving gifts to humans and then killing them when they’re no longer useful? That’s barbarous.” They shuddered and hugged Castiel, “No wonder you stayed here. I’m sorry, Cas.” They bury their face in his shoulder, holding tightly across his chest.

He is taken aback by their action, stiff for a few seconds before returning the hug. He buried his face in their hair, braided intricately, and breathed in their natural musk and their shampoo and conditioner, a light sweet smell of jojoba, honey, and poppies. He pressed a kiss into their hair and murmured, “Thank you.” He took another deep breath and sat there for a few minutes just holding them in a calm silence until Dean interrupted with a knock on the door. He hesitantly said, “Dinner is ready.”

Y/n looked up at him with a smile, “It smells delicious, Love. Thanks.”

“Everything ok?” Cas, you ok?

“Yes,” replied Castiel and turned his head while still holding Y/n. “Just comforting Y/n on the frustrations of a case they have.”

They looked at him with a shy smile and nodded.

“You got a case?” Dean asked, a bit excited. “Come on, let’s eat and you can tell us about it.”

Y/n pulled back and got up then reached out for Castiel’s hand expectantly.

“Nope, you’re mine,” said Dean in a faux petulant tone and grabbing Y/n free hand. “You’ve cuddled with Cas enough. It’s my turn.” Once in the hall, he scooped them up over his shoulder with a surprised squeak that made him chuckle and pat their butt.

“Dean! Dean, put me down.”

“Nope,” he said with a clear pop of ‘p’ and a smile on his full lips.

Y/n knows after all these years that when Dean says that word in that manner, it means no changing his mind.

The Seraph quickly came up behind them, grinning at Dean’s silliness and a bit of jealousy he could feel from his mate, You should let them do what they are comfortable with, Beloved .

I just want to cuddle with them.

Maybe you should just ask? Cas calmly and soothingly suggested to him.

After dinner, he said through their bond.

At this point, Y/n has wrapped their arms around Dean’s abdomen and gone pliant in his hold with their cheek resting on his back, silently waiting to be put down. Dean has kept his left hand on Y/n jean-cladded butt and the other held their thighs together and kept them securely on his shoulder.

“You’re a jerk, Winchester,” Y/n grumbled and poked his side causing him to flinch slightly.

“Stop it,” he grumbled back at them as they walked into the kitchen.

Castiel just shook his head with an upturn of the corners of his lips, knowing that Y/n would get into these moods where they would purposely annoy Dean for days after moving into the bunker with them. They wouldn’t stop until Dean would either yell at them to stop which causd then to pout and Dean would apologize for yelling; start a prank battle which Dean almost always won; or he would challenge them to some duel as part of so-called training. Y/n being a very touch-oriented person who loved sparring with Dean and him, especially when it was full body contact, always enjoyed the training challenges Dean would do.

The Angel would stay out of this silly teasing, claiming neutral party until they sorted it out themselves. It was always entertaining to watch and it almost always ended with Y/n coming into their room in the middle of the night to cuddle for whatever reason, not that they truly needed one, but Y/n and Dean would always stop once Dean found them in Cas and his with them. The look Dean gets in his eyes, such a soft adoration for them always made the Angel long for them all to be together, fully bonded which was something that takes time to get to especially for humans; hunters it seems even longer if Dean is anything to go by. He just hoped that Y/n would accept the truth without much convincing. Dean has informed him of his worries saying they haven’t had much experience with Angels which might be a drawback if they give them to the talk too soon. Castiel now thinks that Y/n may be more accepting with the diversity of the human souls that they have had to deal with, even the difficult ones, that they could be more accepting than Dean was at the beginning.

Babe , Dean sent through their bond offended. That hurt but you might be right. Maybe we see after this vase of theirs? If you still believe they can handle it this soon, then I won’t stop you.

Good idea , Castiel replied. Thank you for your faith, Dean .

Always.

Continue to read on ao3

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boo! surprise bitches! i'm doing kinktober this year! finally doing it! bet you didn't see that one coming, did you hehe 🕸

there is a good mix of both short and long stories coming your way throughout this (and i will also still occasionally post other fics this month that aren't related to this). also, a handful of these fics are darker in nature, thought it was fitting for halloween, so remember to read the warnings, if there's something that's not for you then please, as always, be kind to yourself and don't read the story.

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day one | sore

stepbro!sirius black x cheerleader!reader + dubcon massage

day two | don't smile

steve rogers + throat fucking + size kink

day three | stuffed

devil!eddie munson & angel!steve harrington + tentecles + double penetration in one hole

day four | a little fashion show

best friend!stiles stilinski + lingerie

day five | stay still

peter parker + bondage

day six | hold up, let me record this

jj maybank + tittyfucking + sextape

day seven | the palace guards

guards!poly!marauders x princess!reader + secrets relationship

day eight | it’s practically like we’re down there with them

mob boss!bucky barnes + exhibitionism

day nine | keep that pretty mouth shut

tommy shelby + keep quiet quickie

day ten | I couldn’t find it in me to wake you

poe dameron + somno thigh fucking

day eleven | I just want you a little longer all to myself

matt murdock + secret office sex

day twelve | nothing more than a toy

rafe cameron + using you like a toy to masturbate with

day thirteen | I still got a few rounds left in me

boxer!steve rogers + bathtub sex

day fourteen | open your fucking mouth

dark!wild west cowboy!joel miller + gun kink

day fifteen | tiny

miguel o'hara x fairy!reader + extreme size difference

day sixteen | the wall between us

cult member!steve harrington + fem glory hole + breeding

day seventeen | be a rebel, be bad, stay here and cuddle with me

spencer reid + aftercare

day eighteen | pleasant pile of pillows

brother's best friend!james potter + pillow humping

day nineteen | ring ring

sam winchester x reader x bf!dean winchester + phone sex + cheating

day twenty | window

perv!neighbour!billy russo + voyeurism

day twenty-one | say yes

fiancé!bruce wayne + possessiveness

day twenty-two | i can think of something better than that

bucky barnes + anal

day twenty-three | double check

dark!professor!ben solo + power imbalance + manipulation

day twenty-four | maroon

vampire!remus lupin + biting + blood kink

day twenty-five | i want you

pirate captain!miguel o'hara + sex as payment

day twenty-six | teamwork

pro football team!avengers (bf!steve rogers, bucky barnes, pietro maximoff, clint barton, sam wilson, tony stark, thor odinson) + gangbang

day twenty-seven | my little flower

din djarin + fantasy au + cockwarming

day twenty-eight | hysteria

doctor!aleksander morozova x hysteria patient!reader + historical au + fuck machine

day twenty-nine | can't fight the moonlight

werewolf!bucky barnes x gf!reader + predator/prey + monsterfucking

day thirty | magical mimic

eddie munson x witch!reader + magical mutual masturbation

day thirty-one | you can’t put it in

stepbro!peter parker + halloween pussyjob

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