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deancaspinefest · 19 days
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all out to sea | M | 20,148
Author: s7jacket Artist: Golby Moon
Growing up on a tiny Scottish island, Dean has heard the legends before—legends of creatures that swim in one form and walk on land another. He’s very sure they’re supposed to be fictional, too, but when he comes across the injured guy sprawled across the rocks clutching a dirty old trenchcoat, he has to wonder, as he takes him home, whether selkies truly are creatures of myth.
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Pairings: Dean/Cas, Sam/Jess (mentioned)
Warnings: danger in water, brief minor injury
Tags: Alternate Universe - Selkies, Fisherman Dean, Creature Castiel (Supernatural)
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infinitecakes · 2 years
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just like in the movies |  Teen  |  3,516 words
Written by s7jacket | Inspired by Prompt 011 Movie Set PA!Dean by becky s7jacket
Movie Set PA Dean is one of the best in the business. He loves his job, can think on his feet and is a great team player. The latest movie he’s working on stars one Castiel Novak, a handsome but notoriously reclusive actor who is known for taking on incredibly serious roles. Dean is assigned to bring Castiel to set on day one and they hit it off straight away.
This work was created for the Dean/Cas Infinite Cakes challenge! If you’d like to take part in the challenge, come check out the rules and requirements, and sign up any time 🍰
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golby-moon · 19 days
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I have zero self-control when it comes to creature!cas in any form so I saw a selkie!cas option for the @deancaspinefest and all other thoughts ceased to exist uh
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I tried a mix of two styles for this fic's art by combining my usual thick black outlines with the crayon pen on Flipaclip to create layered colors, as per my author's request. this let me do almost like a children's story book vibe here but I think that's just the name of the pen talking. either way look seal Cas hdhfndi (and my attempt at drawing a boat but ignore that as well as the weirdly tiny credits)
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here's Dean rescuing Cas who looks like he just woke up from a nap or something there. Dean's expression looked better before I erased half of it to make room for Cas' head and I'm now unsure what face Dean's really supposed to be making beyond exertion meets determination. I originally had a lighter blue sky here (as well as in the banner) but the author assures me the sky in Scotland only comes in grey, which has the added bonus of making this whole atmosphere a little more tense
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it took me forever to get a decent angle for this one it was just weirdly impossible for no reason and I only got this after trashing six other partially complete sketches and it still looks kinda weird but it was unexpectedly impossible trying to get a view where you can see Dean and Cas. also just now realizing that the pipe on the showerhead leads nowhere oops
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*obligatory image of Dean falling in the water while marine flavored creature!cas saves him (or, well, looks at him ig)*
still very bad at drawing water but an attempt was made though Dean's pose could be better and Cas looks too small to really be able to swim Dean back to shore. let's just ignore...all of that uh. I intentionally made Dean's outfit here symbolic and all that. in the other pics, he's wearing reds and greys but now he's wearing a tan not unlike Cas' trench coat (albeit darker) and his flannel is a mixture of blue and green, representing both the ocean and ofc him and Cas (desitle colors gjkdhdgf) because I'm weak and Dean was pining for so long that he subconsciously starting wearing Cas Colors ,_,
so yay style experimentation and double yay for Dean and Cas being dumb again 🎉
the fic this is made for is called "all out to sea" by @s7jacket for the deancas pinefest bang
(04/10/24)
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deancasbigbang · 1 year
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holding on to tomorrow
Author: s7jacket
Artist: betanoiz
Rating: Mature
Pairings: Castiel/Dean Winchester, background Sam/Eileen, background Stevie/Charlie
Length: 35330
Warnings: N/A
Tags: Rockstar Dean, Civilian Cas, inspired by Hannah Montana (2006), Secret Identity, Mistaken Identity, Secret Relationship, Misunderstandings, Love songs, Idiots in Love
Summary: Cas has been in love with rock sensation Johnson Wisconsin for as long as he can remember. Blonde ponytailed, cowboy shirted, acoustic guitar playing Johnson is a far cry from the green eyed Dean Winchester, who throws himself into Cas’s path after a concert one night. Cas has to answer a question: can he love two men at once? One, so far out of reach, and the other, who he’s keeping at arm’s length? OR The Hannah Montana AU that no one asked for.
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dcbtv · 7 months
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Title: Cowboy Like Me
Author: s7jacket
Artist: mellow-memuries
Song: Cowboy Like Me
Posting date: 26th September
Rating: T
Any archive warnings: None
Main tags: Cowboys, Dreams, Romance, Dean’s Cowboy Obsession, Alternate Universe—Canon Divergence, Alternate S13,
Summary: Cas comes back. Dean is normal about it, as usual. Then the dreams start.
Author ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/QueenTheatrics/pseuds/s7jacket
Link to Fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50351338
Artist tumblr: mellow-memuries.tumblr.com
Link to Art: https://mellow-memuries.tumblr.com/private/729473029109940224/tumblr_10NLW7AGcwn2JErHb
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ephemerastardust · 1 year
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[DCRB 2023] Long, long, long
Link to fic | Author's AO3 | Author's Twitter
Wooo my first DCRB post! I am so lucky to be paired with s7jacket :D It was such joyful experience!
- Pie Time Together -
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It is a glimpse of their peaceful, happy life together, in a house they decorate with their own hands and with big windows and a warm-colored kitchen. It’s something I will never get tired of drawing 😭
It was the one I started the latest (just one week before the art submission deadline with none of the other ones finished) and the one I finished first ❤️ Hope one day I will be more capable of drawing the faces 😭
Ah now I want to add the homemade honey jar to the counter and banner but I do not have time 😭😭😭 why didn’t it occur to me earlier 😭😭😭 Please do imagine it by yourself! Thanks!!!
- To my author, fellow artists, and mods -
I want to say thank you to my author s7jacket! The fic matches what I wanted to convey with the art so thoroughly and is so soft and sweet and tender it warms my heart 😭 it so perfectly pictures their retired life in my imagination - happily married and - ok I am not going to spoil it but please go read it! It’s so healing 😭
Also, I am so grateful to be in the same bang with so many talented artists - the way I was entranced by the art gallery and clicked every single piece and read through the prompts - it was 😭
I also want to say thank you to all mods who run this round of bang - efficient, organized, and helpful as always! Thank you for the effort and time you put in to run such an amazing bang!
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mellow-memuries · 7 months
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Title: cowboy like me
Author: @s7jacket
Artist: @mellow-memuries
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deancaspinefest · 3 months
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all out to sea
Author: s7jacket | Artist: golby moon
Posting on Wednesday April 10
Growing up on a tiny Scottish island, Dean has heard the legends before—legends of creatures that swim in one form and walk on land another. He’s very sure they’re supposed to be fictional, too, but when he comes across the injured guy sprawled across the rocks clutching a dirty old trenchcoat, he has to wonder, as he takes him home, whether selkies truly are creatures of myth.
Keep reading for a sneak preview!
The hum of the engine pulls him back from his distant thoughts. The boat is sailing his familiar route—straight towards the horizon and left towards the trees on the other side of the bay. His little town wraps around the horseshoe curve of the island shore, with huge, thick-trunked pine trees creeping their way up the hills. Dean’s cottage, small and squat, sits closest to the water in all its unimposing, white-washed glory, and just beyond that, the homes and businesses are dotted haphazardly around, deferring to the natural landscape rather than the other way around. Birds fly overhead and roost in the roof of the pub, with the generational knowledge that dropped chips will be abundant there; parents send their children out on the agreement to be back by tea time, and those children become responsibility of the island, briefly, returned to their wild ways. The air is sharp and wet with sea spray. The wind nips in quick around unprotected ears and noses. Nothing changes but the seasons.
Dean turns off the engine and lets the bob of the tide pull them forwards. “Whoah, baby,” he soothes, patting the wheel the way one might gentle a skittish horse into submission. Dean, long used to the choppy waves, isn’t sickened by the gentle rocking; sometimes, it feels strange walking on the still, solid set of dry land. When the boat has found a rhythm, he dons the hat he never wears in front of Sam and steps to the side of the boat where the nets sit rolled up and ready.
“Okay, baby, you got this,” he says, and throws the nets overboard. He doesn’t expect a huge haul, nor does he need one—he only feeds the people on the island, and even then, some of them wait for the fancy stuff from the once-a-week supply ferry. They’re the kind of people who want their fish to come pre-battered, anyway, so he’s not losing out on too much business. While the nets sit in the murky waters below, Dean preps the ice buckets to throw the fish in.
He’s just about to haul the first net in when he sees—no, he doesn’t, and he puts his hands on the net again—but actually, yes, it is, sprawled across the the rocky outcropping on the starboard side of the boat. A guy, dark haired, broad shouldered and—yep, naked as the day he was born. There’s a flush creeping over Dean’s face that he tells himself is from the sun, as he leans out to look at the prone figure, as he cups his hands around his mouth and shouts, “Hey, you over there!” over the sea-soaked wind.
The guy doesn’t stir. If Dean was a betting man, he might wager he was dead (Dean is a betting man, but the only person to gamble with is himself, and he doesn’t trust himself not to cheat). A minute later, he shouts again, to no avail. There’s nothing for it. He’ll have to go over.
(continue reading on Ao3 on Wednesday April 10)
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deancaspinefest · 5 months
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Who's ready to meet their 2024 Pinefest partners?
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Art claims for the eighth annual Dean/Cas Pinefest have officially ended! 34 fics were claimed by 23 artists. Dean and Cas are going to be having big pine-filled feelings for so many pages, you guys.
Posting season will commence on pi(e) day, March 14th, with the posting schedule made available to participants on December 17th. Email introductions will be sent out to each team today -- please bear with us, as this is always a fiddly process.
In the meantime, you can venture under the cut for a full list of this year’s teams. Feel free to reach out to one another right away if you like -- or you can wait to receive the email.
FIC001 | Author: FriendofCarlotta Artist: Aggiedoll
FIC002 | Author: andimeantittosting Artist: Jayjayverse
FIC003 | Author: butterflyslinky Artist: CoyDahlia
FIC004 | Author: Trenchcoat_Paradigm Artist: P3ngu
FIC005 | Author: SamandDean76 Artist: xfancyfranart
FIC006 | Author: golby moon Artist: TwinOne
FIC007 | Author: one_more_offbeat_anthem Artist: Plumee
FIC008 | Author: Arlington Artist: sidewinder
FIC009 | Author: GhoulsnHalos Artist: king-of-moose
FIC010 | Author: LoversAntiquities Artist: Jollyrolls
FIC011 | Author: achwieloustig Artist: Jollyrolls
FIC012 | Author: ixia_ixora Artist: Aggiedoll
FIC013 | Author: casblackfeathers Artist: king-of-moose
FIC014 | Author: tea_or_die Artist: hexentaenzerin
FIC015 | Author: Hectatess Artist: ReverieOfForgotten
FIC016 | Author: mittensmorgul Artist: seidenapfel
FIC017 | [WITHDRAWN PRIOR TO CLAIMS]
FIC018 | Author: allthismusic Artist: eggchef
FIC019 | Author: Salamitsunami1 Artist: dolgoyangi
FIC020 | Author: s7jacket Artist: golby moon
FIC021 | Author: melancholictearz Artist: kireadraws
FIC022 | Author: seidenapfel Artist: Kit Shay
FIC023 | Author: Rex_Writes Artist: Kit Shay
FIC024 | Author: thisisapaige Artist: ReverieOfForgotten
FIC025 | Author: TwinOne Artist: Kit Shay
FIC026 | Author: casloveshisfreckles Artist: Kit Shay
FIC027 | Author: Baileys Artist: sidewinder
FIC028 | Author: sidewinder Artist: caught-a-dragonfly
FIC029 | Author: dothraki_shieldmaiden Artist: NeverSleepUntilFive
FIC030 | Author: kilvmaim Artist: Purgatory-jar
FIC031 | Author: MrBotanyB Artist: BasketcaseBetty
FIC032 | Author: MBQ Artist: girlinthemirrorbluenight
FIC033 | Author: Tossukka Artist: girlinthemirrorbluenight
FIC034 | Author: Fanboi214 Artist: hexentaenzerin
FIC035 | Author: wylf_storm Artist: TwinOne
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deancasbigbang · 2 years
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Title: holding on to tomorrow
Author: s7jacket
Artist: betanoiz
Rating: Mature
Pairings: Dean/Cas, Stevie/Charlie, Sam/Eileen
Length: 28000
Warnings: undefined
Tags: Rockstar Dean, Civilian Cas, Secret Identity, Mistaken Identity, Love Songs,
Posting Date: November 3, 2022
Summary: Cas has been in love with rock sensation Johnson Wisconsin for as long as he can remember. Blonde ponytailed, cowboy shirted, acoustic guitar playing Johnson is a far cry from the green eyed Dean Winchester, who throws himself into Cas’s path after a concert one night. Cas has to answer a question: can he love two men at once? One, so far out of reach, and the other, who he’s keeping at arm’s length? OR The Hannah Montana AU that no one asked for.
Excerpt: And Cas <i>certainly</i> doesn’t have a crush. Cas is forty-three years old, an investment banker with a diverse portfolio of investments. He owns his own car, pays his bills promptly on the first of the month and has his suits dry cleaned. Cas does not have a crush. Still, it doesn’t explain the fluttery sort of feeling he gets in the pit of his stomach when the guy walks onto the talk show stage, waving at the crowd with his blonde ponytail bouncing behind him. Cas can take or leave the ponytail, if he’s honest, but the rest of the guy is <i>hot</i>.  Johnson Wisconsin—a stage name, real name as yet unconfirmed by the message boards that Cas frequents with embarrassing regularity—is 6’1, broad across the shoulders, and decidedly <i>not</i> from Wisconsin. The small town in Kansas where he grew up has yet to claim him as their own, and despite the best efforts of the more Nancy Drew minded in the forums, they haven’t been able to find trace of a blonde haired, blue-eyed, angel-voiced crooner growing up anywhere near the Midwest. “Please, be quiet,” Cas growls at his guests as the tinny applause from the audience dies down on the screen. He waves his hand in Charlie’s general direction and her replying snort of laughter is loud enough to cover up the host’s first question. “Cas has a cruuuuuuuush!” She singsongs, with giddy delight in her voice. She’s sitting cross-legged on the couch next to him, wearing a pair of Cas’s sweats and Stevie’s plaid shirt wrapped around her shoulders like a cape. In front of her, Stevie sits on a cushion on the floor so she can play with her hair in between sips of the red wine she’s drinking from a mug. The impromptu sleepover had occurred after Cas’s third failed date of the month had told him not to call him anymore, so he had called Charlie instead in a fit of melodrama. Charlie, who has had her share of bad dates in a long, sordid dating past, had driven herself and her wife over, tanked half a bottle of wine and then promptly ‘lost’ her car keys. Cas doesn’t mind, not really. He’s glad of the company, however scrutinised he may feel under Charlie’s all-knowing gaze.  At least, he <i>had</i> been glad of the company, until Charlie started teasing him about what <i>definitely</i> isn’t a crush on the singer laughing on his television screen. “It’s not a crush, Charlie,” Cas says, frowning. According to Charlie, he frowns over 60% of the time (he had to believe her—she coded an algorithm to measure it), and it’s her sole duty as his best friend to reverse that. Hence, the dates. Hence, the company. Hence, the wine. The screen is flashing green and blue with all of Wisconsin’s previous album covers. “I like his music very much.”
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dcbtv · 2 years
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Title: delicate
Author: s7jacket
Artist: automaticjemi
Song: Delicate
Posting date: 19/9/22
Rating: Explicit
Any archive warnings: none
Top 10 main tags: Dean Winchester Bears the Mark of Cain, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Song: Delicate (Taylor Swift), Light Dom/sub, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, Mutually Unrequited, Friends With Benefits, But Both Want More, Secret Relationship, Life-Affirming Sex Summary: Midnight. Nameless city. Bright glow of street lamps filtering in through half closed motel curtains. Dean’s phone lights up on the nightstand in the black. Are you awake? I’m at a bar on the East side of town. You should meet me.
Author twitter: https://twitter.com/s7jacket?s=21&t=hHyZkLYHe52LySvBbA3llA
Artist instagram: https://instagram.com/automaticjemi?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=
Link to Art: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41795028
Link to Fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41809383
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