Can’t risk it
The duck of creativity. I waited so long for it.
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Can’t risk it
The duck of creativity. I waited so long for it.
Destiel
And of course, Sabriel
Author: tessalyn | Artist: dmsilvis
Castiel and Dean don’t have much in common. Dean plays football; Cas watches nature films. Dean wears jeans and flannel; Cas prefers button-ups and waistcoats. Yet somehow, they become friends. And when Cas’ brother suddenly leaves an unexpected surprise on their doorstep, the strength of their friendship, and what they mean to each other, is tested like never before.
Link to fic | Link to art Pairings: Dean/Cas (background Jesse Cuevas/Cesar, past Lucifer/Kelly Kline) Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Infant Neglect and Abandonment, References to Drug Addiction, Homophobic Language Tags: tessalyn, dmsilvis, College/University AU, Jock/Frat Boy Dean, Nerdy Castiel, Kid Fic, Baby Jack Kline, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Dadstiel, Gay Castiel, Bisexual Dean, Mutual Pining, Idiots in Love, Fluff and Smut, Masturbation, Dean in Panties, Non-Penetrative Sex
December 24
Psst, don’t wake them! ♥
I still have a pic planned but I spend all of today with my parents and had no time yesterday to draw in advance. I hope I’ll get to the proper Christmas pic before the holidays are over.
I hope you have a wonderful time, whether you celebrate or not ♥
Cas, seeing Dean die of tetanus 0.3s after going to super hell for him (2020, colorized)
I disappear one second, dammit Dean
NSFW OTP CHALLENGE no.26 - Boring sex
😱
Cas is bored. Damnit 🌸
A Dean/Castiel art I am doing for a possible auction. I’m still undecided. (Ballpoint pen and watercolor - Photo taken with Instagram)
Hold him close 🌸
SUPTOBER 2020
Day 27: Banquet
"I can't breathe" Castiel held his belly, laughing so hard that tears stream down his face.
"Ha ha, look, I have no idea what happened but I'm so sorry I've ruined your photo guys" Dean shrugged and lift an eyebrow at Eileen and Sam.
His brother bit his lip, hard, while Eileen hid her face behind her hands.
"Look, it's..we have like a hundred pictures of your wedding banquet, without my face...oh come on!" Sam's shoulders were shaking and Eileens too until both of them couldn't hold it anymore and the bus echoed with their laughter.
"I hate you all!"
"This will get on the wall!" Sam wiped his tears, looked at the photo and started laughing again.
"It's not even that funny! Cas stop laughing!"
Ohmygoodness 🌸
“Im not a woman,cas”
Yass cuddly sweep you off your feet domestic 🌸
(For Suptober20. Day 10 Prompt: Sweet Rides. Word Count: 1896)
Language warning. This is pure, unfiltered Cas thirst (mine or Dean’s? I’ll let you decide). I wrote it to amuse one individual (known as thisisapaige) but y’all are free to read it here or on this convenient Ao3 link!
It all began with a haunted car dealership.
Yeah. That one was weird, even by Winchester standards. The ghost turned out to be a car mechanic who was crushed to death under a malfunctioning lift. The poor guy ended up becoming the ghost of OSHA compliance. Which was great, up until he started killing people for forgetting to wear gloves and shit.
Anyway, after the “thanks” (or, more accurately, the “please leave because you broke all my windows and scratched up the show cars”) from the extremely grateful owner, Cas wandered from the group. When Dean realized Cas hadn’t followed him and Sam back to Baby, Dean searched for the wayward angel.
Among the unsold and forgotten used cars, Cas found a motorcycle. It was dusty, old, and barely street-legal but Cas looked at it like it was the shiniest, loudest, and greatest hot rod on the market.
“Hey, Cas,” Dean said as he approached, “we should head out before that guy calls the cops on us.”
“Oh, yes. Of course.” Cas patted the motorcycle’s seat, sending clouds of dust flying into the air, before he followed Dean back to Baby.
At the time, Dean didn’t think much of it at all. Cas was a weird, dorky little guy, after all.
To Find A Family (DCBB 2015)
Author: linasane (leatherandfeathersandfluff) | Artist: feredir
When Dean’s little brother gets taken away, he’s expecting the fight that ensues. He’s expecting the stress that comes from separation, expecting to do all he can to get Sammy back from whatever awful foster family he’s been placed with. He’s not expecting Castiel Novak.
(Castiel, in turn, isn’t expecting his first foster child - five years old and angry - to be the one that leads him to the family he’s always wanted, but life has a funny way of working itself out).
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*breaks keyboard bookmarking*🔥❤