#this is my dadstiel fic

[calibrationneeded]

So this is the “pilot episode” for a comic I’d like to keep adding onto just for fun, the basic premise is that it’s a post canon fix it comic about Dean discovering who he is outside of his macho persona while also repairing his relationships and building new ones.

It is a Destiel fic but it’s gonna be a slow burn because Dean has decided he can’t talk about his feelings until all his emotional issues are resolved (spoilers that’s not how things like that work).

I also plan on peppering in some lore explaining how Cas got out of the empty, how they ended up with a house, and who is currently God in universe. I’m not sure when I’ll get to work on another installment but hopefully it won’t be long because this has been an AU rolling around in my head since 2020

[golby-moon]

yoo made art for the @dadstielminibang and forced myself to attempt Furniture. somehow nothing exploded which is chill

I really had fun with this banner as far as telling a story through the fridge art and magnets (like the pie and bee magnets on thee best fridge art in the bottom right there, the cookie magnet existing to reference the first art piece, the sick Jack sketch in the top right, etc). I tried to show Jack's life with Lucifer (his dad in the fic) vs his life with Dean and Cas across the various scenes in the fridge art with hopefully just enough detail to make it obvious what's happening but still sketchy enough to make sense for a little kid

furniture is very much my weakness but an attempt was made anyway to show Jack and Emma (who's not related to Dean in this fic) having a tea party with their stuffed animals, Melly the camel (who's in every art piece lol) and a rabbit whose head is sinking into its own stomach, you know like you do. Emma's outfit is actually kinda based on what the young version of her wore in the episode while Jack's is based on the art I did for this bang last year because I thought it suited him

also I did actually fully design Dean and Cas watching Jack and Emma. okay no they're maybe watching each other instead but that's beyond the point—

oh no more furniture, this time featuring a bed and someone in said bed. fun fact but I originally made Jack too big and had to shrink him down a little. and as with the banner, the background kinda tells a story here with the pictures on the wall being Jack's two families (Lucifer/Nick, and Dean and Cas) and the blocks on the ground kinda do as well, hence why the 'n' (for Nick) is a distance away from the 'd,' 'c,' and 'j'. also also this is the first time I attempted uh making a light like that how's it look

(I kinda lowkey want Cas' bee pajama pants btw, although his flower shirt is very eye-searing and uh probably doesn't match. considering how many seasons he wore his tie backwards, I don't think he'd care about matching lol)

the fic this art is made for is called "Hand to Hold" by @ravenfuchs

(08/27/24)

[rezal-art]

Art masterpost for One in a Million Chance, a wonderful story written by @malicmalic for the @dadstielminibang.

Read the story on Ao3 here!

I had a great time doing these two pieces for this story, in which Dean discovers his boss has been hiding a cute little blonde secret.

I had the chance to work with a wonderful author, so thank you MalicMalic for being such a nice and supportive partner!

Animating Jack in both the banner and the art piece was really fun, even if I have to admit drawing children is really harder than I thought.

Once again, go read this very sweet story! And if you're still thirsty for some great fics, go check the other works from the Dadstiel bang, which are all amazing!

[thevioletcaptain]

😔🧋🤙 for the emoji prompt!

Cas is just leaning in to kiss him, his fingers trailing warm and seductive down the center of Dean’s chest, when there’s a knock on their bedroom door. Three sharp raps in quick succession.

They both freeze, breath caught as they wait, as if silence will convince whoever’s knocking that they aren’t here.

“Dean? Cas?”

No such luck.

“Maybe if we ignore him, he’ll give up and leave,” Dean whispers, but he’s barely finished the sentence when Sam knocks again.

“Uh, guys?” Sam says, voice louder but still muffled through two inches of oak. “You awake in there?”

Cas sighs, slumping back onto his own pillow to give Dean a look that very clearly states; your brother, your problem. Dean sends one back that says, what’s mine is yours, sweetheart, but Cas only glowers in response.

“Guys?” Sam repeats, knocking a third time, and Dean groans as he pushes out of bed.

With one last longing glance at Cas, naked and sleepy and looking decidedly put out about the fact that his plans to continue what they’d started last night had been interrupted before they could even begin, Dean slips into his robe before cracking the door.

“What?”

Sam meets his gaze with a sheepish grimace.

“Hey, sorry,” he says again, wrinkling his nose. “I was gonna let you guys sleep in, but, well… I don’t wanna freak you out or anything, and it might not even be—”

Sam pushes out a breath. Hesitates.

“Dude, just spit it out. It’s early.”

“It’s eleven.”

“Sam—”

“I think there’s something wrong with Jack.”

That gets his attention fast, and Dean pulls the door wide as Cas launches out of bed. Sam averts his eyes when he notices Cas’ distinct lack of pants.

“Uh—”

“Is he sick?”

“What happened?” Cas asks, immediately breathless with worry. “Where is he? Is he hurt?”

“He’s fine, he’s safe, he’s taking Miracle for a walk. But— Cas, can you put some clothes on?”

Dean grabs Cas’ fuzzy cloud-print bathrobe from the back of the door and tosses it over to him before he can start arguing with Sam about the fact that his lack of pants has no bearing on Sam’s ability to explain himself.

“So if he’s fine and safe and walking the dog—what exactly is the problem?” Dean asks.

With an uncertain shrug, Sam nods toward the kitchen, and they follow him down the hall as he explains.

“Okay, so this morning I had to go to up to Hastings for a few things, and I asked if he wanted to come with — he normally does, y’know, because he likes the toffee boba from that place opposite the store where I get my protein powder.”

“Uhuh,” Dean says.

“So, I dropped him off to get his drink, and I went to the health food store, and when I came back to meet him he was just, like. Sitting in the middle of the sidewalk.”

“Sitting, and… doing what?” Cas asks.

“That’s the thing,” Sam says, stepping down into the kitchen. He looks back at them as he pulls out one of the swivel chairs at the table and sits down. Dean and Cas mirror him on the other side. “He was just sitting there, staring at a crack in the pavement with a dandelion growing in it.”

“So…” Dean says, waving a hand for Sam to elaborate.

“I think he’s depressed.”

“Depressed,” Cas repeats with a frown.

“You think he’s depressed because he was sitting on the sidewalk and looking at a flower?” Dean asks, narrowing his eyes. “The kid’s just weird, Sam. He’s always been weird. He gets it from his entire family.”

“That’s not— look, I asked him why he was sitting there instead of on the bench five feet away, and you know what he said to me? He said, what difference does it make? Everything is meaningless.”

“Okay, well that… that does sound kinda concerning,” Dean admits.

“Did he say anything else?”

“No, not really. But when we got back to the car he stuck the dandelion under the windshield wipers to ‘see how long it would hold on’, and… honestly, saying that out loud sounds stupid, but… I don’t know. It worried me.”

As he’s speaking, the distant whine of the main door opening echoes through the bunker, followed by scrambling claws as Miracle launches into his usual post-walk zoomies, and the heavy clang of the door slamming shut.

Miracle bursts into the kitchen a few seconds later, frantically sniffing at all of them — Cas carefully repositions himself to avoid getting a dog snout all up in his business — before sprinting back out, and Jack follows shortly after, slurping away at his boba.

Inexplicably, he’s wearing his Ghostbusters jumpsuit from last Halloween, a pair of teal flip flops, and has Cas’ floppy gardening hat hanging around his neck. Dean looks at him and then back at Sam, wondering how neglected to mention this absolute mess of an outfit as he recounted the reasons for his alarm.

“Hello,” Jack says with a wave, and walks over to the fridge.

Dean, Cas, and Sam all look at one another before Cas clears his throat.

“How are you today, Jack?”

Rifling through the vegetable drawer, Jack lets out a thoughtful hum before extracting a single tomatillo. He sniffs it before biting into it like an apple.

“Snacky. And… contemplative. Have you ever noticed how Miracle just eats whatever he finds no matter what time of day it is? That makes more sense than designated breakfast food, I think.”

“Right,” Dean says carefully, watching as Jack takes another sip from his toffee-flavored milk tea as though he doesn’t still have a mouthful of tomatillo. He’s unsurprised when the flavor combination — and presumably the added texture of a tapioca pearl — makes Jack gag a little, but it’s still gross when he spits it into the sink.

At least he takes the moment to turn on the tap and rinse it down.

“So, uh. What’s the deal with Halloween in July?”

Jack tilts his head for a moment, as though uncertain what Dean is asking, before he seems to remember what he’s wearing. He looks down. Jiggles the buckle of his utility belt.

“Oh, it’s because I realized nothing matters,” Jack says cheerfully, and takes a long, noisy slurp through his straw before wriggling it around the bottom of his cup, where the last tapioca pearl is stubbornly clinging to the plastic. It finally dislodges, and he crushes the cup in his hand, tossing it in the recycling.

“What do you mean nothing matters?”

“There’s no point to anything. It’s all meaningless, so, you know, if something is kind or fun or interesting and it doesn’t hurt anyone…” Jack shrugs. “Hakuna Matata.”

Without waiting for a response, Jack crams the rest of the tomatillo into his mouth and heads for the door.

“Anyway, I’m gonna go up on the roof and read erotica on my phone,” he says, and waves, and then he’s gone before any of them can process that — let alone react to it.

“See what I mean?” Sam says.

“Yeah, uh. He’s definitely being weird, even for Jack, but… I don’t think he’s depressed.”

“So what is it? Teen angst?”

“He’s not a teenager,” Dean points out. “And he’s not exactly angsty.”

“He’s right, Sam. I’m not certain this is even a problem.”

“Are you kidding?”

“Well, I do think one of us should actually take the time to have a frank discussion with him about sex if he’s going to be reading erotica, but other than that, it seems as though he’s just thinking philosophically. Contemplating the nature of his existence in a newly Godless universe.”

“Yeah, and I mean, as far as philosophies go? Nothing matters so just chill out about it seems… refreshingly optimistic. I say we call it a win.”

[written for this prompt game] [find me on ao3 as imogenbynight 💚]

ps: here's a bonus meme to illustrate why my brain went immediately to "optimistic nihilism" after seeing these particular emojis 😅

[orpheuscas]

“You’re you, kid,” says Dean, quietly. There’s a hint of a smile in his voice. “First ever successful case of de-wolfing.” The smile, stretching onto his face. “You’re gonna be famous.”

The relief hits Claire with a force that staggers her, rolling through her body with its warmth. She cracks a tiny smile of her own. “Cool,” she whispers.

Then, unaccountably, she feels her face crumpling, and her eyes welling with tears.

“Claire?” Dean is at her side instantly, crouching next to the couch. “Are you okay?”

He sounds so concerned. She doesn’t understand why that makes her cry harder.

[claire & dean in the aftermath of the werewolf cure. read on ao3]

[dont-tell-mom-and-dad]

Highly recommend this series for the Dadstiel and destiel girlies. It had me giggling and kicking my feet. Post-Season five Dean and Castiel end up adopting Claire and living their best lives in a small town.

Shout out to @playedwright for this fanfic that's been living in my head rent free for weeks

[deancodedcastielenby]

My final entry into the @dadstielminibang , I got to work with @krexhatespushups-blog hatespushups-blog !

[weedsinavacantlot]

I need to reread some good destiel fics with Jack in them NOW OR IM GOING TO DIE

[spn-fanfic-reblog-writes]

Title: Resistant Mornings

Rated: Gen

Warnings: None. Kid fic. Dadstiel. Fluff. Crack.

A/N: This actually happened earlier this week to my husband and son. It’s funny. I’m Castiel coded and I sort of married a healthier version of Dean. It’s awesome and totally weird.

Castiel leans on the doorframe watching Dean and Jack play under their blanket (Dean is getting Jack up for school).

Dean muffled by the blanket, after engulfing Jack under the blanket, stage whispers: We have to hide from Papa.

Castiel knows this is his cue and says with a bit stilted inflection and cadence: Oh no, where has Daddy and Jack gone. Daddy. Ja-ack. Where did they go?

Jack’s muffled giggles coming from under the blanket.

Dean speaks monotone: We are blanket. You will be assimilated. Resistance is futile.

Jack giggles more and kicks his legs under the blanket.

Castiel grins wide and shines with joy: I got clothes for you, Jack.

Husband and five year old under blanket.

Husband: We are blanket. You will be assimilated. Resistance is futile.

Five year old just laughs.

[milquetoast-er]

Hey y’all! I’ve never promoted my fic on here but I thought I’d give it a shot. This is my first SPN work and first completed long fic, and my pride and joy 🥹 Full of hijinks, husbandism, angst/bickering, cuddling and making up, Cas being a flirty bitchy bastard, Dadstiel, Dad!Dean, and healing. I included an excerpt so you can get a feel for the formatting and see if you like it!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54793849/chapters/138880636

(If you liked Kenopsia (Talk Some Sense to Me) by ImYourHoneyBee you might like the vibes of this one, but I swear I read that AFTER I wrote 80% of this 😭😭 PLEASE READ THAT IT IS A FANDOM MUST)

[quiltcas]

Comfort Reading w/ mostly Destiel

Hello! So, that happened. I may be just a teensy bit inebriated right now so my apologies in advance for spelling errors. Here's some hurt/comfort and some hope.

Here's some Cas whump with supportive Dean. Fix-it for 15x20. You want fluff? This is like a marshmallow.

Here's some more Cas whump with supportive Dean. Post canon fix-it. Navigating trauma & PTSD.

Alright here's some Dean angst with supportive Cas. By the one and only fleeceframe. If it helps, the series name is, dean saves the world and now he gets to be happy, so, y'know.

How about some Cas & Jack? Very beautiful, very powerful. Dadstiel.

Yeah yeah here's some more Dean taking care of Cas. All of the hurt/comfort. I'm aroace this is the closest I can get to having a type lmao.

If you're transgender and have shitty parents I got just the fic for you. Dadstiel numero uno!!!

And now for one close to my heart but also a bit of a please make sure it's your kinda thing before having a go. Omegaverse mafia AU. Shhhhh Cas beats the shit out of John it's great.

You want to read exclusively about the shit getting punched out of John actually? Here's a collection.

And here's one that always makes me feel hope for the future and the unknown.

Alright that's all I got. Stay safe and stay warm. Please let me know if you're looking for a fic with certain parameters, I love finding fics for people and lord knows I'm going to be downloading half of AO3 before a second Trump presidency hits the US. Peace!

[golby-moon]

a look a fic for the @dadstielminibang that I stole and promptly dumped art all over

got to draw lots of new things in this bang, from mallets to whac-a-mole machines to a carnival-style tarp for the fair thing. I found some fancy carnival-y font online that I can't remember the name of and traced over that for the title text; never would've gotten it anywhere near consistent otherwise. idk why the title has lights around it really, I just like it

I've never done anything quite like this one before with the characters on the sides like that and I'm not quite sure why I did it now, I just pictured it. I think it's due to the emphasis the claims info placed on the scene in which they first meet, their dynamic-influenced eyes locking from a distance until Dean approaches in his flannel that I spent way too much time on (and was designed to sorta reflect the 'Cas' color (blue) while Cas' shirt reflects the 'Dean' color (green)). Claire is naturally very suspicious and Jack has no idea what's happening

talking things out scene, in which I force myself to attempt to draw a shoe bench (which I've never heard of before this) and used the opportunity to dress Cas up like a dorky professor for his date with Dean and Claire like an angsty pre-teen that thinks that double sleeves thing is cool (it's not) (please don't look too closely at the proportions in this, especially around the legs uh)

upon making a sketch for this one, I was really dreading trying to figure out how to draw this one and very strongly considered just covering everybody up with multiple blankets and calling it a day because ghkjfgjkfgjkfg posing gjfkfg. it ended up being not nearly as bad as I thought. there's no particular significance in the colors or anything and I basically just picked whatever, although Jack's strawberry-themed pajamas' colors were picked on purpose. the author gave the idea to make Dean's clothes ones that he borrowed from Cas instead of Generic Grey Sweatpants like I was originally gonna do because Dean is Repressed, so he gets flowers to match Cas' bees ,_,

finally, after rambling wayy too much about all the art I buried my author with, here's the divider I did (that I kept calling 'page break thingy' up until the end where I accidentally learned its actual name). I've never done a divider before and wanted to give it a shot. it includes a mallet from the fair thing and a Lego spaceship as well as a bundle of flowers and a 'death lantern' (which is used to protect the candle apparently, another thing I learned about while doing the art for this fic). I tried to emphasize both the past and the present by adding two elements from both, but idk if I did that very well tbh. either way, an attempt was made

the fic this is made for is called "Legos, Love, & Batman's Little Helpers" by @liron-ao3 for the dadstiel mini bang

(08/25/23)

[ladyknightskye]

PSssssssssst

Godzilla is there.

Art Masterpost: "All These New Beginnings" for the @dadstielminibang Story by @ladyknightskye Art by me! (@hawkland) This was my second collaboration with @ladyknightskye this summer - what can I say, I'm always drawn to unique Cas ships and creative canon divergence stories, and what could have been more unique than one featuring Cas with Becky? Plus Cas as God, but not in the way we got it in canon.

It was strange, feeling complete for the first time in a long time. Castiel looked down at Dean, the broken Righteaous Man weeping on his knees. He reached out, compelled to heal what had been hurt. Dean looked up at him, his green eyes liquid and soft. “Cas, are you God?”

The story starts out with a canon moment, but with an unexpected twist to it. I wanted to do a piece that reflected Cas beginning to come into his full power and understanding at that moment, hence the wings, the halo and the light effects which were added on digitally afterwards. This is the untouched watercolor version:

This was done very large scale (16x20) on hot press paper to give it the sharper, flatter look I like when going for a religious-themed SPN work. Those wings alone took me several days and about three layers of paint to get the glow and color I wanted for them (note that the shading is actually the same on both wings, but I used interference/shift colors that created the shadowy effect based on the lighting when I took the photo. Pretty fun, that!)

His sister had been amused. She twisted and slithered through the Cosmos, her tendrils pushing the newly created matter apart as it expanded outwards. She became the dark matter that filled the voids in the Cosmos, black holes the price Castiel agreed to pay her.

I always enjoy a chance to do some abstract/astronomical watercolor work for a story and this description of Amara's dark energy interweaving with God's creation jumped out to me. I used a lot of different techniques on it from adding flow medium to splattering masking fluid, and then a final glitter varnish coat to create depth and more stars in the far distance.

Read All These New Beginnings at AO3!

[destielfanfic]

from the inbox, #14

It's been some time since I answered some asks from our inbox. Here's some quick answer with links to our Tags Page.

I was wondering if y'all have any time loop recs. Just wondering if there's anything out there in that vein

The first fic that comes to mind is Second Verse, Same as the First by oatmeal_queen. This is a classic Groundhog day fic. We also have #meddling!gabriel tag and some in some fics Gabriel traps Dean and Cas in some other reality. It's not exactly a time loop, but they do realize that something is not right.

The Best Years of Our Lives, My Ass by ireallyhatecornnuts 

Destiel, Actually by bloodism

Trope Springs Eternal by violethaze 

Do you know any fics where cas is a baseball player?

We sure do! Check out our athlete!cas tag and A Fine Line by cloudyjenn!

Hi, is there any recomendations for super hero Dean? (Guess who watches the other kripke show

Check our #superheroes tag! And a quick tag search on AO3 brought up this fic:

one little Soldier Boy, left all alone by Castielslostwings [NC-17, 57,000 word count]

Known to the world as the all-American superhero called "Soldier Boy", Dean was raised by Vought International to be exactly that and nothing more. His life is all fame, fortune, and fucking. Objectively awesome, right up until the moment when he's accosted in an elevator by someone claiming to be his brother, a man who insists that Dean's entire life has been built on a lie, and what happens next changes everything. As if unraveling his true identity while on the run from his former employers—and the closest thing he's ever had to family—isn't enough, Dean's brainwashed best friend (who he is definitely not in love with, thanks) is hot on his trails with marching orders to take him out for good. What's a devilishly handsome superhero with a dick the size of his forearm to do?

Hi, I'm fairly new to the Destielfanfic scene and I wanted help on how to find specific kidfics where Dadstiel and dad!Dean's children are Claire and Jack. Can you help me please 🥹

Welcome to destiel and dadstiel! Fics with Dean and Cas raising their kids, together or separately, are tagged with #kid!fic tag on our blog. Feel free to browse all 10 pages of destiel kidfics, and when you are done with them, check out a brand new fic collection on AO3, Dadstiel Minibang 2024.

Hi! I’ve been hunting for a fic where Cas has chaotic Misha energy. I’ve checked hipster!Cas and fuckup!Cas tags but haven’t found one yet. Any suggestions?

Those are good tags to look through, but maybe they don't really capture Misha's chaotic energy. But then gain, what does? Check out #2014!cas tag which has non- depressive AU fics where Castiel's characterization was inspired by the endverse Cas. There's also a #snarky!cas tag.

It's hard to capture Misha's chaotic energy through Castiel's character, and it will always be a YMMV kinda thing. Here's a short rec list of some fics that capture at least some of his character better known traits.

And This, Your Living Kiss by opal_bullets (Cas loves poetry)

Castiel Novak: Tomb Raider by emwebb17 (Cas is a daring explorer)

Fearson’s floating cigarette. by orange_crushed (Cas is kind)

Freebies and Oak Trees by violue (unconventional celebrity Cas)

Go Down With This Ship by PorcupineGirl (Cas is self confident)

Lovingly Crafted and Tenderly Packaged by janie_tangerine (Cas is kind and caring)

One White Lie by komodobits (Cas is bad at lying)

Try-Something Tuesday by almaasi (Cas surprises Dean)

The Wish Machine by justkeeponwriting (Cas is selfless)

Destiel fanworks on AO3 - 118,470 (October 12, 2024)

You can find previous From The Inbox posts here.

If you enjoyed the fic, please drop by the archive (AO3) and let the author know with your comments and/or kudos!

[autisticandroids]

coda fics

one of my last few for @spnficrecfest. gonna be lazy and just rec a couple of series made up of codas that i really like.

things that probably will not happen in season twelve by expatgirl, 8k total, chose not to warn

what it says on the tin. i think i found this while looking for stuff with cas and mary interacting. stabat mater in particular is something special. some of it is destiel, the rest is gen.

dadstiel missing scenes by alpacamybags, 12k, mcd warning

it's hard to find good cas&jack fic, but this is some of the best out there. it traces the contours of s15 and injects some much needed actual character work. gen.

[orpheuscas]

okayyyy i think probably sometime this weekend i am going to finally publish my first spn fic which is about dean being claire’s #dad in the missing scene after she wakes up from the werewolf cure in ladies drink free if anyone wants to be tagged when i post it interact with this post <3 <3 <3