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deancaspinefest · 1 year
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the long hill home
Author: starlingcas | Artist: sidewinder Posting on Tuesday March 21
Standing in a world of abominations, after twelve years of being on the precipice of something, Dean looks Castiel in the eye with a mix of anxiety and hope, and says, “I love you.” It should be simple. It isn’t. Castiel knew his deal with the Empty meant he would have to reject happiness. He just didn’t know he would even get the chance at it. ~ Or, under the threat of the Empty’s deal, Castiel is forced to reject Dean’s confession. It’s downhill from there.
Keep reading for a sneak preview!
Finally, Dean drops his weapons in a pile at Castiel’s feet, where he’s perched on a fallen log near the water. Dean kicks off his socks and boots at the riverside and walks to the edge. “So what did you mean by that?” Dean cups water from the river. He splashes his face and scrubs it clean of dirt and grime and blood. “You’ll have to be more specific than that.” “When you said if you were human, things would have been different.” Dean takes a few steps into the water, without looking back at him, shivering as the water dances at his feet. The lines of his body are rigid, anxious. “Considering everything,” Castiel says slowly, mind whirling at how to navigate the conversation without triggering the Empty to drag him away and leave Dean alone and defenseless, “if I were human, I would have most likely returned your affections.” He hesitates. “What do you mean by everything?” Dean asks. He shucks off his jacket and tosses it beside his growing pile of clothes. He kneels in the water, his jeans darkening as they soak up the river. Dean’s hands dip into the river. The glint of the muddled sun curves around the flesh of Dean’s palm as his hands rise up and break the surface of the water. Droplets of blood and dirt fall into the river and get washed away; only Dean remains. “Our history,” Castiel replies, never looking away. “We’ve been through much together over the past twelve years.” Dean leans forward and submerges his forearms into the water. He scrubs and scrubs and scrubs despite there being nothing left to wash away. “You were human for a bit. When Metatron took your grace.” He doesn’t ask the question but it’s there. “I don’t know,” Castiel lies again. “I didn’t have a lot of time to figure it out.” In the banks of the river, Dean doesn’t move from his spot but he trembles, shoulders curled inwards, staring out to the other side. There was a time when Castiel truly didn’t know what he was feeling; he didn’t have the name for it and refused to look at it any closer than what he had to, afraid that his motives weren’t as selfless as he thought. He can’t deny that sometimes he misses those days, he misses the ignorance, the simplicity. And now—staring directly at everything he’s done, seeing all the harm while knowing what exactly he was doing—having the words for it is unbearable. Longing rolls off of Dean in waves. And there’s nothing he can do. 
 [continue reading on Ao3 on Tuesday March 21]
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amoreprofoundcon · 2 years
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💙 Registration is open for A More Profound Con! 💚 
A More Profound Con is a fan-run convention focused on celebrating fanworks & creatives in the Dean/Cas fandom. We held our first convention back in March, and we’re thrilled to be back with an even bigger event this November! 
The convention will kick off on Friday November 4th with a live recording of the wonderful @mixtapebookclub podcast and a painting party with the fantastic @winchester-reload​, then last the whole weekend, with two days full of panels and workshops featuring numerous artists, authors, meta-writers, podcasters, creators, and thinkers in the Destiel fandom. Your ticket will admit you to you any and all of the panels, and you’re welcome to pick and choose which to attend based on your preferences. Recordings will be available for all the panels except for those limited to attendees over the age of 18.
Read on for more details, and be sure to share this post, and our announcement on Twitter! When? November 4 - 6, 2022 (check the schedule for time-zone friendly specifics) Where? Everywhere! The convention is virtual, running through Zoom Events (excepting a few 18+ panels, which will be hosted on Discord), so you can join in from wherever you’d like. 
How? Register here! Just make sure to set up a Zoom account first--the only way to access your ticket and join the con panels will be via a notification inside your Zoom account. This is not your granddaddy's Zoom with plain ol’ links, so don’t forget! Additionally, if you’re planning to attend any of the 18+ panels, make sure you have a Discord account as well. We will be sharing a basic guide to Discord soon--if you are brand new to this platform, that's okay. 
Is it free? It sure is! That said, we’d love to help raise funds for The Trevor Project, Random Acts, and True Colors United, and in the spirit of that we’re running another charity raffle. Every $1 donated equals 1 entry into the draw to win some amazing fandom-related prizes--details coming soon! If you want to enter, just make your charitable donation to one of the above organizations, then send a picture of your receipt (with any personal information blurred out) to ArgyleBestiary on Twitter.
If you have any questions, feel free to reach out via Twitter! We can’t wait to see you all there :)
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rainydrawstuff · 2 months
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been practicing how to draw cats so I did a thing 🥺
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distorted-ozone · 1 month
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The Winchesters! Supernatural dog AU? Anyone?? Supernatural is still popular right? 😭 anyways I struggle drawing them as humans so why not switch them to dogs.
If you want more of this, I’m taking draw requests on my insta story, (plus I’m more active on insta)
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pinklakemotel · 2 months
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cuddlesandherbaltea · 7 months
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Don't mind me
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I'm just here
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making silly parallels
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something something, shoulders and hands, saviors and comfort and death
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bylizhand · 9 months
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despair.
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amaranthmori · 5 months
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I had John laying in the background so that’s what the pile of hands is about — but it looked too sexual for the mood I was going for.
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hannaxjo · 2 years
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About Fanfiction
You know when you come across a fanfiction that is just so wonderful in every way, and once it's over you genuinely don't know what to do. There's just this static going on your brain and it's just like- I - I don't - like a genuine loss of words. Because you have read something so beautiful and unique, and thoughtful, something that has actually changed parts of you and the way you view things.
This is why its ridiculous how much shit fanfiction gets, because this feeling, is so incredibly rare, and let me tell you, not once have I read a published book that has had this effect on me.
Sure, there is bad fanfiction, but guess what. There are also bad books. And just like there are amazing books, there are amazing fanfictions. And I got to read one of those for free.
The skill, not only in the writing but the way the characters are told, the story, the emotions, everything. The time and research that writer has put on this work, and I got to read it for free.
Through fanfiction we get to read and tell stories that the mainstream media is too bigoted to publish.
It is really fucking stupid to shit on fanfiction because "some of it is bad". Some of us don't get represented in the media as much, some of us at all, and some of us only in negative light.
So yeah, say thanks to fanfiction writers, leave kudos, leave comments. Fanfiction can be really fucking amazing.
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evilbeing · 4 months
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HEY SUPERNATURAL FANDOM
Basically my reaction to 15x18 (spoiler)
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foolondahill17 · 4 months
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Annual Favorite Supernatural Fic Rec List of 2023:
I bookmarked 66 fics in 2023 (and read…a lot more than that), but only 9 were written/updated in this year of our lord. SMH we gotta pump out more content, friends. Seriously though, I’ve got several more 2023 fic reads in my Marked for Later, but some are still WIPs or I just haven’t gotten around to picking them up yet. I’m sure some (like the much-hyped Lighthouse Keeper AU where there is darkness by the talented quiettewandering [@wanderingcas on tumblr]) will end up on my Bookmarked favs…but, alas, they’ll just have to wait for the 2024 recap.
The list below is in no particular order, barring the first, which has joined the ranks of one-of-my-favorite-fics-ever:
A Cliff That Knew Too Many Tides by luulapants (@luulapants)
E, early series Dean/others, 94,508 words
Partial Summary:
A canon rewrite AU diverging from the events of Some Cruel Tide, in which a shifter disguised as his father used Dean's blind obedience to molest him. By the start of S1, Dean's relationship with his father is more strained, his devotion more intense, and his life consumed by the need to hide the parts of himself he is most ashamed of.
My words:
If you’ve been looking for a gay!Dean manifesto, you’ve found it. Obviously, the subject matter is dark: warnings for past childhood sexual abuse, internal and external homophobia, past suicide attempt, and traumatic outing. It is also beautiful and heart-wrenching and scratches the swollen, itchy, weeping rash on my heart in a way that only the balm of good Dean angst can.  
Favorite part:
“I wasn’t acting out,” he blurted.
“What?”
“When I – I wasn’t trying to act out or anything.” Deacon’s presence hovered behind him like an aura, and Dean reminded himself, Don’t rock the boat. Don’t rock the boat.
Dad sighed. The line crackled, and Dean pictured him standing in a phone booth somewhere, probably huddled up against the cold. “Then what the hell would you call it?”
Dean tried out a few words in his head, imagining how they’d sound to Deacon. He ended up with, “I misunderstood. I thought I was supposed to.”
Asterism of an F-Series Ford Pick Up by disabled_dean (@disabled-dean)
M, Destiel, 17,408 words
Partial Summary:
When you've been to hell, desire is isolating and ugly.
Or: Cas drives his truck for a case and Dean is exceptionally horny about it
My words:
The way Dean’s PTSD is described in this fic, like a slow, oozing poison that awakens the longer he and Cas travel together, is tantalizing and masterful. Ostensibly, this fic is about Dean and Cas road-tripping to a case. It’s actually about how you, a monster-hunter, can come to terms (or not) with your body and soul when you think you’ve become the very thing you’re spent your whole life hunting.
 Favorite part:
"Like everything will be going fine and then all of a sudden I just. Can’t. I can't stand it. And the more fine everything is, the worse it gets and I feel-" he breaks off, eyes on his hands like they aren't his hands, thumb rubbing over and over the ring on his index finger, "It's like everyone else is living this normal fucking life and I'm still back in the pit."
Personal Space: The Final Frontier by botley
M, Destiel, Star Trek AU, WIP, 63,570 words
Partial summary
"Captain's Log, Stardate 10918.8. Captain Ellen Harvelle reporting, First Officer… Castiel… attending. After a month of bargaining with the Gehennian government, efforts to permit a search party within the Rack facilities still proved unsuccessful. Although Starfleet’s orders dictated we tuck tail and leave, I elected to disregard this decision and beam a rescue operations team down for the recovery of Lieutenant Commander Dean Winchester.”
My words:
This fic has been on my rec lists before. It’s still a WIP, but it very unexpectedly posted an update after a 3(?) year hiatus, so I’ll cling to hope until my fingernails leave a bloody, mauled mess.  This is basically a Star Trek AU where our favorite Supernatural gang are fucking around in Starfleet instead of the Midwest. Fantastic stuff – worth the read even if it does remain unfinished.
Favorite line:
"Dean made a face. Castiel decided the man was hideous."
Receding by minkmix
T, early season gen, 38,729 words
Summary:
After a visit to an old, abandoned theme park in the desert, Sam begins to notice strange lapses in Dean's memory. As his brother starts to disappear before his eyes, Sam must rush to find an answer before there isn't anything left to save... My words: A Lucky Charms fic if I’ve ever read one. Delicious, crunchy marshmallow goodness of some fantastic Dean!whump and panicked caretaker!Sam with the solid undercurrent of slightly sweetened amalgamized oat and corn cereal of a solid case fic. Yum.
 Favorite part:
“Sammy?” Dean cut him off.
“W-What is it?”
“What’s Dad’s name?”
Sam’s chest heaved as he fought himself from sounding as stunned as he felt.
“John.”
Swan Upon Leda by kelsstiel (@kelstiel)
E, Destiel real-world AU, 174,096 words
Summary:
Pediatric Surgery Fellow Dean Winchester meets baby Jack Kline and neuropsychologist Castiel Novak his first week on the job. Dean’s been accused a time or two of caring a little too much in the past and it’s hard not to care about the neurotic adoptive father and his medically needy preemie. After a series of run-ins between the pair, Dean and Cas develop a friendship that everyone else around them suspect more from immediately, though it takes them a little longer to get the memo. When Dean struggles with a particularly devastating patient loss, their mutual understanding of loss and love bring them closer in a way that neither of them could have expected.
My words: A solid, old-fashioned romantic AU. It’s unpretentious, fluffy, heart-warming, authentic and the kind of could-have-been-a-novel goodness that makes up the heart and breadth of fanfiction. Warning for infant illness and death (not Jack).
Favorite part:
"I know they say there’s a chance, but I’ve just got this feeling .” She shook her head and looked down for a moment. She looked up again and took a deep breath as if steadying herself. “I wish I could see you grow up.”
five minutes to six by saintedcastiel  (@saintedcastiel)
M, Destiel real-world AU, 23,383 words
Summary:
Castiel Novak has been the co-host of Good Morning, Lawrence! for a little over ten years when he stumbles across the story of a lifetime. But after a producer pulls the segment and tells him to forget it, Castiel begins to wonder who's really pulling the strings. Can he bring the truth to light while somehow managing to keep his co-host, and the man he loves, in the dark?
 My words: Another Goddamn quality AU. This one is a little quippier and fast paced than the Hospital AU above, but it’s full of fantastic characterization and even a last-minute breaking and entering romp. Fun that’s perfect for the whole family!
Favorite part:
“Been asking you out all week.” Dean tells him, and Castiel realizes all at once he’s right.
“Oh my god.” Castiel laughs. “You have.”
This Is Not My Beautiful Wife by luckshiptoshore (@luckshiptoshore)
T, Destiel, one-shot, 4,755 words
Summary:
“Dean,” says the man again. “This isn’t real. You need to come with me, now.”
Dean’s been zoning out again. But he can’t escape the feeling that something’s very, very wrong … and wherever he goes, a strange man in a trench coat follows.
My words: You gotta love the Djinn dream trope. This one has everything you want in a caught-in-a-fake-reality-while-your-lover-pleads-for-you-to-return-to-the-waking-world story, plus an extra dash of on-point characterization and some truly imaginative scenarios for Dean’s alternate realities.  
 Favorite part:
“We could look into adoption,” says Cas. “If you’d like. Of course we could also simply take a child, but I think that’s frowned on."
we really shouldn't be doing this by LoversAntiquities (@tragidean)
E, Destiel, 17,138 words
Summary:
After Castiel goes missing for a week, Dean finds him in an abandoned cemetery in the middle of nowhere Kansas, suffering from a mysterious welt. Only, as the hours go on, the deeper the curse grows—and Dean finds more than he bargained for, namely on every surface he and Castiel can find.
My words: This is more straight-up (not straight) porn than I usual rec, but this is a fantastic take on the from-sex-to-love fic where everyone was already in love to begin with. There’s a hefty sprinkle of idiots-to-lovers and sex-curse. Also angst, which is my bread and butter.
Favorite line:
Castiel stares up at him, his eyes gone soft, hooded. Dean thumbs over his eyelid, just to watch it flutter shut. “I’m not solely interested in you for your hands, or your mouth. They are wonderful attributes, but I don’t long for them so much as I long for you.” He leans into Dean’s palm and kisses the center. “I don’t know when I fell in love with you, but it would take the death of the universe to get me to stop.”
Postpartum Prometheus by babbyspanch, saltslimes (@dragqueenpentheus @nifedick)
E, Destiel, technically mpreg, WIP, 18,959 words
Summary
Welcome to the Supernatural renaissance. Welcome to Castiel and the terrible naissance.
My words: warning for the fact that this is technically an mpreg fic even though Castiel is an angel and not really a man. Warning, also, because this is another WIP that hasn’t been updated since the beginning of the year, so I don’t know if it’ll be finished. Basically, Dean and Cas bump uglies to unexpected results. Cas kinda freaks without telling Dean he’s his baby daddy. He also yanks out his intestines so said baby can be nice and comfortable in there. Funny and angsty.
Favorite part:
“Are those—?”
“Yeah.” He waves his hand at the door again, starting to feel like one of those used car lot inflatable men, limbs akimbo. “A total murderer looking guy just bolted that way. And not like— the regular murderer-looking people who come in.”
“And he left his organs.” Dennis thinks a moment, and then shrugs, as if this isn’t the weirdest thing he’s ever seen. He’s been working here longer than anyone Henry knows, maybe it isn’t. He opens his mouth and Henry can’t help hoping some miracle plan of action is going to fall out of it. “Can I ask you a personal question?”
“Um. What?”
“I don’t want to offend you.” He pauses, brows furrowed. He rolls Henry’s cup over in his hand. “What is a ‘FABINISTA’?”
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deancaspinefest · 1 year
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carving deep blue ripples
Author: dothraki_shieldmaiden | Artist: kingdumbass Posting on Monday March 20
With his little brother at Stanford and his father searching out leads, Dean Winchester is left to hunt alone. It's fun, except in the ways that it really blows. Things start to turn around when he meets Castiel Novak, another hunter. Castiel is aloof and maybe a little too sarcastic, but he's good backup (and pretty easy on the eyes. Not that Dean's looking or anything). After a few hunts, Dean is willing to make his and Castiel's partnership permanent (and he's not exactly averse to adding another component to their partnership either. After all, he's caught Castiel looking at him just as many times as Castiel's caught him looking). But Castiel is hiding a secret, and it's so explosive that it threatens to not only tear them apart, but also tear apart everything Dean believes in. 
Keep reading for a sneak preview!
“Yeah, well…” Dean looks around at the carnage. When Castiel turns to follow his gaze, bits of dried blood flake away from his skin. “Nice work,” Dean finally says. Resentment clings so heavily to his voice that it sounds like it physically pains him to give the compliment. “I would’ve been toast if you hadn’t come along.” His assessment of the situation is correct, but Castiel feigns modesty. “I just helped.” Dean’s narrowed eyes scream suspicion, but, apart from avoiding hubris, Castiel doesn’t want to call too much attention to himself. He doesn’t want Dean wondering just how he was able to so easily take out an entire nest of vampires. That would lead to several awkward questions and Castiel having to make several difficult decisions that he would rather avoid. “I’m Dean Winchester,” Dean finally says, after a short pause. He raises his eyebrows, waiting for Castiel’s response. Castiel casts through his mind, now gone infuriatingly blank. Humans have surnames; why can’t he think of any of them? Thousands of names run through Castiel’s mind (Smith? Is anyone unironically named Smith in this century?), but he finally lands on the name of a man he met several years ago. Shy, mid-western boy looking to break out of his shell. In a twist of coincidence, his physical appearance was fairly close to Castiel’s, which convinces him. “Castiel Novak,” he says. The name almost feels right. “Well,” Dean says, tucking his hands in his pockets and looking around the warehouse, “what should we do about this?” Castiel looks at Dean, one eyebrow creeping up his forehead. Is Dean actually asking his opinion? It’s then that Castiel realizes what Dean wants. He feels stupid that he didn’t before. The clothes should have been a dead giveaway. Dean and Castiel are dressed almost identically. Castiel's leather jacket is the only real difference between them. And Castiel would have to be blind to miss the light in Dean’s eyes when he saw the machete in Castiel’s hand. The full width and breadth of Dean’s desires might be a mystery, but Castiel knows at least one thing Dean wants. He wants a partner.
 [continue reading on Ao3 on Monday March 20]
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amoreprofoundcon · 2 years
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AMPCon is looking for panelists & moderators of color!
After our mini-event in March, we received some feedback about our mainly white speakers--and we agree! That said, we often don’t know the background of our fandom creators & thinkers, so we need the fandom’s help to diversify our list of potential panelists & moderators.
We’d especially love to feature more panelists & moderators of color at our upcoming virtual event on November 5-6, 2022, so if you’re an 18+ author, artist, meta writer, or fan of color in the Destiel fandom and would like to be involved, please get in touch with us via [email protected] to let us know your area of interest (be it art, fic writing, meta, cosplay, fan craft, or something else) and to volunteer as a panelist or moderator.
Volunteers will be involved in an hour long Zoom panel on November 5 or 6, in addition to at least one rehearsal prior to the event.
While we can’t guarantee that everyone who expresses interest will be given a spot in this event, we do intend to have more virtual and in-person events in the future, and will of course reach out to anyone who may be interested down the line.
Thank you for considering, and for sharing this post!
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xpurdyglambertx · 3 months
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WHAT!? CHAPTER 32!
It's live yall! Go check it out!
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ritartist42 · 5 months
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I finally turned this into a gif, idk how I was messing this up. Like I have been wanting this as a gif for a while, but my programs always convert them into huge files i don't understand it.
You know, compressed like this it kinda looks like an old cartoon or something on a very old tv screen (so the quality is BAD, but honestly it is a vibe)
med school is starting to fuck me up so I will be posting less :(
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pinklakemotel · 1 month
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