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2024 DCBB Masterlist
Posting for the 2024 DCBB is done and dusted! Thank you to the writers, artists, betas, and readers who make this challenge such a delight to run. We love seeing old familiar names and welcoming new ones as this fandom continues to capture so much interest.
Be on the lookout for @deancasreversebang sign-ups opening soon!
In the meantime, here are links to our 2024 DCBB masterlist in gallery and list formats.
Thanks for another great year!
~Violethaze, diamond, and Aceriee
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I don't think we've talked in awhile about how Cas thought about his true happiness. He wondered what it would look like. Probably when he was alone, he let himself get lost in his thoughts and saw Dean, with him, maybe kissing him, maybe running his hands down his back.
Or maybe it happened even when he wasn't alone, he was in the kitchen and Dean just set down a cup of coffee for him to drink even though Cas can't really taste it, but he could feel the warmth coming off the mug and warmth like that is calming. And when he looked at Dean pouring his own cup, he felt the same warmth. Happiness, right then, looked like mornings and coffee and Dean sitting next to him at the table, their knees pressed lightly against each other thoughtlessly.
And there would always be a squeeze in Cas's gut when he would remember he would never have that. A blessing and a curse in itself, maybe. The Empty couldn't come for him this way. But sometimes, when he was alone with Dean, he ached and he ached and he ached. For as long as he has known what his happiness looked like, he has thought he would always be unhappy.
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As always and first of all, a huge thank you to Diamond and Violethaze for all their hard work and just generally being the peak of awesomeness that they are❤️
For this year’s @deancasbigbang I was lucky enough to claim @ryanackins amazing story ‘When Everything Goes Wrong, Go Right’.
I tend to gravitate towards fantasy when illustrating, but I admit I’m a sucker for a good a/b/o and this one sounded too good to pass up in claims and I was right. I know this genre isn’t everyone cup of tea. But if it is, trust me, you’re going to love it!
Illustrations made using Procreate
Ao3 art post | Masterpost
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listening to breaking news alerts in the background as biden inches closer in georgia and pennsylvia while staring at a gif of cas saying he loves dean is truly the most insane i’ve ever felt
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my dream for post-mindwipe lisa braeden is that she starts dating a butch lesbian with a motorcycle and all her pta mom friends are like “wow what a step up from the other guy” and lisa’s like “what other guy” and they go “amen sister! men-who needs ‘em!”
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Every Rose Has Its Sword
Author: wylf_storm
Artist: whichstiel
Rating: Explicit
Pairings: Dean Winchester/Castiel, implied Michael/Adam Milligan
Length: 55000
Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Temporary Imprisonment, Kidnapping
Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern With Magic, Fae & Fairies, Mentions of Myth and Folklore, Inspired by Tam Lin, Human Castiel, Fey Dean Winchester, Shapeshifting, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, Swords, Witch Rowena MacLeod
Summary: When Castiel Novak inherits an ancient plot of land in Scotland from his uncle, he leaps at the chance to move as far away from his past as possible. The place is charming, even if it has quirks, but best of all, nobody knows anything about him. It’s… mostly perfect. The only snag is the patch of woods on the land and the strange way nobody will talk about them. When spite leads Castiel into the Aikenwood despite the warnings, the very last thing he expects to find there is a knight named Dean in a bower full of roses. He’s handsome even if he’s also irritating and, despite himself, Cas is oddly charmed by him. He finds himself drawn back to the wood again and again, but there are stranger powers at work than just a knight and a few roses. A little digging reveals that most who enter the Aikenwood don’t come out again, and Dean isn’t all he appears to be. With their lives and feelings tangling like vines, Castiel soon finds he must do everything he can to save Dean from an impossible fate that threatens to tear them apart forever. But the truth has both roses and thorns, and Cas isn’t sure which he’s going to find if he succeeds…
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For this year’s DCBB, I was so pleased to claim wylf_storm’s lovely story, Every Rose has its Sword. Buckle up for a magical journey with some of my favorite side characters!
Read the story at the link below!
Summary:
Tired of living in the shadow of an old family misfortune, when Castiel Novak inherits an ancient plot of land in Scotland from his uncle, he leaps at the chance to move as far away from his past as possible. The place is charming, even if it has quirks, but best of all, nobody knows anything about him. It’s... mostly perfect. The only snag is the patch of woods on the land and the strange way nobody will talk about them.
When spite leads Castiel into the Aikenwood despite being warned away from it, the very last thing he expects to find there is a knight named Dean in a grove full of roses. He’s handsome even if he’s also irritating, and despite himself, Cas is oddly charmed by Dean and the rose he receives from him. He finds himself drawn back to the wood again and again, but there are stranger powers at work than just a knight. A little digging reveals that most who enter the Aikenwood don’t come out again, Cas isn’t the only visitor to the bower, and Dean isn’t all he appears to be. With their lives and feelings tangling like vines, Castiel soon finds his past catching up and must do everything he can to save Dean from an impossible fate at the hands of a familiar face. But the truth has both roses and thorns, and Cas isn’t sure which he’s going to find if he succeeds…
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Title: Every Rose Has Its Sword
Author: wylf_storm
Artist: whichstiel
Rating: Explicit
Pairings: Dean/Castiel, mentioned Sam/Eileen, implied Michael/Adam
Length: 45000
Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Temporary Imprisonment, Kidnapping,
Tags: Alternate Universe - Magic, Fae & Fairies, Mentions of Myth and Folklore, Inspired by Tam Lin, Human Castiel, Fey Dean Winchester, Shapeshifting, Bottom Dean Winchester, Swords, Witch Rowena MacLeod
Posting Date: October 29, 2024
Summary: Tired of living in the shadow of an old family misfortune, when Castiel Novak inherits an ancient plot of land in Scotland from his uncle, he leaps at the chance to move as far away from his past as possible. The place is charming, even if it has quirks, but best of all, nobody knows anything about him. It’s... mostly perfect. The only snag is the patch of woods on the land and the strange way nobody will talk about them. When spite leads Castiel into the Aikenwood despite being warned away from it, the very last thing he expects to find there is a knight named Dean in a grove full of roses. He’s handsome even if he’s also irritating, and despite himself, Cas is oddly charmed by Dean and the rose he receives from him. He finds himself drawn back to the wood again and again, but there are stranger powers at work than just a knight. A little digging reveals that most who enter the Aikenwood don’t come out again, Cas isn’t the only visitor to the bower, and Dean isn’t all he appears to be. With their lives and feelings tangling like vines, Castiel soon finds his past catching up and must do everything he can to save Dean from an impossible fate at the hands of a familiar face. But the truth has both roses and thorns, and Cas isn’t sure which he’s going to find if he succeeds…
Excerpt: One rose caught his eye – full bodied where the others were single blooms, a darker shade of ruby where the others were simply red. He moved towards it, fascinated by its daring to be different from every other bloom. It was soft to the touch. Castiel fumbled for his pocket knife while following its thornless stem with one hand and, leaving ample room for him to hold on to, carefully cut it free from the main stem. It came away cleanly and he bent his head down to see if it had a scent. “Do you always cut flowers without permission or is this a special case?” Castiel was so startled he dropped the rose. He fumbled to catch it but there was nothing there; just a faint roaring sound like a strong wind through the trees. He turned towards the voice. A man in a white shirt with laces at the neck stood a short distance away, looking pointedly between the rose he was holding and Castiel. How the man had appeared without him noticing Castiel had little clue, but it was no doubt thanks to his attention being focused on the rose while the moss muffled the man’s approach. He didn’t recall noticing the man catch the rose before it touched the ground, either, but he wasn’t entirely sure that could be attributed to the moss. The man must have taken advantage of Castiel’s surprise to move. His arms were folded across his chest in a disapproving gesture, but his face showed only mild amusement and no trace of anger. From the way it made the hunter green of his eyes glitter, Castiel couldn’t help but think that amusement suited him very well. “Not only stealing my flowers, but trespassing and disrespecting my property too?” The man said, stepping closer. If he’d held his hand out Castiel could have taken the rose right from him. “That’s three strikes against you already. Gotta be some kind of record, don’t you think?” He unfolded his arms and spun the rose slowly between his fingertips. “Truth be told, thief, I’ve never met someone brave enough to stick around after committing their crime.” The man cocked his head slightly to one side and the smile that had been playing around the corners of his mouth decided to make itself known. He tutted. “No… brave isn’t the right word. I think stupid is more fitting.”
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