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louisbxne · 2 months
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DEAN & CASSIE
Supernatural 1.13 | Route 666
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winchestergifs · 2 years
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For @dirtangeldean's Creator Celebration 1.13 ✣ Dean x Cassie
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clairedelune-13 · 10 months
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“Dean isn’t gay”
True. He likes both coffee and tea.
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catapparently · 20 days
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So uhm I promised tobannah series but I suddenly got super motivated for an averyjameson AU SERIES!!! (Not telling what au yet but I'm so excited)
Sorry not sorry but here's a poll for some next fics because I have a long ass list and I can't really choose which to work on after and in what order
Okay bye watch me disappear again
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boundsoffateandfamily · 10 months
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There's nothing left alive But a pair of glassy eyes Raise my feelings one more time
Dean/Cassie + Dean&John // Gimme Danger by the Stooges
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envydean · 9 months
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Followed a van today that said Dean Robinson and imagined if Dean and Cassie stayed together Dean could have taken her name and let go of the horrors that came with being a Winchester
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klinejack · 2 years
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i was tagged by @becauseofthebowties to post some of my gifs showing before + after my coloring/sharpening; thanks celine i love you!!!!!! it’s been awhile since i did this but i tried to use more recent sets. here are the sets these gifs are from:
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this is so much fun so im gonna tag a few people but no pressure of course!! and sorry if you’ve been tagged recently and i didn’t know.. i haven’t been seeing much of this stuff lately but i love everything you guys make <33 @xofemeraldstars @archivistsammy @nick-nellson @lengthofropes @alivedean @devilmns @hexbait  @heartcastiel @buckhelped @castiel @seraphcastiel
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360iris · 7 months
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Um sorry!??? Who was gonna remind me Supernatural season 1 episode 13 was so juicy?????
Not me kicking my feet at Dean arguing then kissing the girl he knows he can’t actually build a future with
And also, up until this point he’s been Mr Macho, never really wants to get down to the center of his feelings and then he’s back in Cassie’s sphere and he’s all nerves??
This episode we even get the first Dean spicy scene of the series. I’m eating this up rn
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celestialstarlight27 · 7 months
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Can we talk about how amazing 1x13 is?
Dean’s relationship with Cassie reveals so much about his character, about who he is under the persona he projects. Meanwhile, Sam is having the time of his life teasing Dean about their relationship. Cassie is strong-willed and determined but soft and compassionate too - she’s such a great fit for Dean. It’s totally believable that she’s the first person he really fell in love with.
And in terms of the episode themes, 1x13 is one of the only episodes in all of Supernatural that very directly confronts the legacy of racism - it’s important to the entire plot. It’s also one of the only episodes where Dean is romantically involved with a woman of color.
So much care and thought and awareness went into making that episode. It blew me away the first time I watched it.
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lacilou · 9 months
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Screw you, TikTok. I'll just post my "violation of community guidelines" edit here.
Dean & Cassie, What Should Have Been
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And No, I did NOT miss this Jensen Ackles/ Dean Winchester easter egg *cue dramatic reveal music*
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THE fact that Jensen's character works with a beautiful black women with curly/wavy hair who investigates crime, and her name is CASSIE.🙃 (Not to mention He calls her Cas, as well.). The universe throws you a fresh baked chocolate chip cookie once in awhile.😊
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Come the phuck on!! This ain't no coincidence, yo. (Even though they're aiming him toward Jenny....) *SCREAMS IN MY SHIP IS NEVER DEAD*
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winchestergifs · 2 years
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Come on man, you can admit it. You're still in love with her.
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DeanCassie song
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Don't Let The Light Go Out - Panic! At The Disco
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catapparently · 2 months
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~MASTERLIST~
All fics (not headcanons) can also be found on my AO3! Series are easier to read there.
AO3 LINK
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~SIX OF CROWS DUOLOGY~
Fanfiction:
Five Times Kaz Brekker Denied His Feelings and One Time He Didn't (kaz x reader)
Headcanons:
Kaz Brekker headcanons 1
Kaz and Wylan (not ship) HC 1
Autistic!Kaz HC
~THE CRUEL PRINCE~
Fanfiction:
Warm me through December Nights (jurdan)
The High King of Flowers (jurdan)
~ONCE UPON A BROKEN HEART~
Fanfiction:
A Particular Type of Happily Ever After (evajacks)
~THE INHERITANCE GAMES~
Fanfiction:
The Glass Ballerina's Reputation MASTERLIST (mafia!AU series)
Pull me out the Train Wreck (averyjameson)
~THE NATURALS~
Fanfiction:
Hold me through the Darker Times (Dean x Cassie)
More coming very soon!
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Poison Paradise (NSFW)
Pairing: Dean x Cassie
Words: 1,578
Summary: Fighting and fucking. That's what they do best.
Warnings: pegging, sub/bottom!Dean, dom/top!Cassie, bad communication but hot sex so
A/N: I rewatched Route 666 recently for my podcast and this happened, lol. Also, the title is from Britney Spears' "Toxic" cos it came on while I was writing and wow that song fits these two xD
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Dean’s not even sure what they’re fighting about anymore but it was probably something big that got pushed down and down until something small cracked the surface and everything spilled over. Fighting always leads to great things, though, like Cassie’s nail digging into Dean’s scalp, sending pricks of pleasure-pain through him. Her mouth is hot and wet against his and he wants so badly to push her to her knees but he’s not in charge here. He never has been when it comes to Cassie and that knowledge makes his cock twitch where it’s still trapped within the confines of his jeans.
She pulls away abruptly, one hand under his jaw and the other gripping the back of his neck to hold him in place. Her eyes are dark and dangerous, and Dean’s breath catches.
“Strip and get on the bed.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She releases him and Dean staggers back, landing hard on the mattress when his legs hit the edge. He looks up to see Cassie watching him expectantly, one brow raised. That’s enough to get him moving. T-shirt, jeans, and boxers are all tossed toward the hamper.
With Dean suitably occupied, Cassie moves around to the other side of the bed and Dean hears the telltale sound of her toy box sliding across the floor. He shivers, bent over to pull off his socks. When he turns to climb up onto the bed, he’s greeted with the sight of Cassie’s strap-on harness neatly arranged on the bedspread while she strips.
Dean settles onto all fours and is rewarded with a murmured “Good boy” for his initiative. He keeps his eyes locked on the bedspread, though he really wants to peek.
Finally, the mattress shifts behind him with Cassie’s weight. Dean’s breath quickens and he feels a little ridiculous about how turned on he is. She hasn’t even touched him yet but his cock is throbbing between his thighs.
Despite knowing it’s coming, Dean still startles when Cassie’s hands land on his ass. It’s not a smack, just her palms settling on his skin, but he still jumps and shivers.
“Settle.”
Cassie’s voice slides over him, leaving no room for him to argue further. He doesn’t know who “won” their argument but if anyone asks, it was Cassie. Always Cassie.
He didn’t see the dildo Cassie picked out but the weight of it against his tailbone when she leans against him is solid and he’s pretty sure it’s the big blue one with the nubs that drive him crazy. Cassie grinds her hips forward, letting the toy run across his dry hole, and this suspicion is confirmed immediately.
“You drive me fucking insane,” she says, low and filthy as her fingers curl around his hips. “If you’re going to act like a brat, I’m going to treat you like one. You know what that means, don’t you?”
“I don’t cum until you say,” Dean answers obediently, quickly tacking a “ma’am” on the end when he realizes he forgot. She doesn’t call him on it, thankfully.
“See, you can listen. I never would have guessed.” Her palm strikes hard across his ass, a crack in the quiet of her little studio apartment and a stinging pain that goes right to his dick. “Get the lube.”
Dean stretches to grab it from the top bedside drawer without shifting too far from his chosen spot. He returns to his position, bringing one hand around to rest in the small of his back and offer up the lube. She accepts it without a word. He hears the snap of the bottle opening and closing. The substance is cold when dripped from her fingers to his hole but Dean suppresses his shiver.
Cassie’s fingers are slender and he easily takes two right away with minimal burn. A groan pulls itself from his chest and his head drops between his shoulders. When he looks back beneath his body, he can see Casse’s skinny knees between his spread ones, and there, impossibly blue against the silky-smooth skin of her thighs, is the exact dildo he’d guess she grabbed. It’s about the same size as his own hard-on, a fact that makes his dick twitch and his body clench around Cassie’s fingers.
“Relax. Let me in.”
Dean takes a deep breath and nods, tilting his hips to invite her deeper. Her fingertips stroke just above his sweet spot and his eyelids flutter.
“Cassie, please-”
“Hush. Not yet.”
Groaning, Dean falls silent and listens to her murmur of praise. He hears the lube open again. When it snaps closed, the filthy wet sound that follows can only be Cassie stroking her cock. A third finger pushes past his rim, twisting deep and purposefully avoiding his prostate, and Dean makes a soft noise of complaint at the teasing but doesn’t protest past that. If he wants to get her cock inside him at any point tonight, he has to be patient.
Luckily, Cassie isn’t going to make him wait too much longer. “Pretty,” she’s saying softly. “Think you’re ready for me?”
The prep was quick but Dean is relaxing further into submission with each pump of her hand and he knows he can take her.
“Yes, ma’am,” he answers, stumbling over his words when her middle finger finally skates over his prostate.
“Beg me for it.”
Dean bites back a whine at those words. Spoken so calmly, like Cassie doesn’t have three fingers knuckle-deep in her boyfriend’s ass. He doesn’t know how she stays so calm when he’s falling apart beneath her hands.
“Please.” The word is barely more than a whisper, pulled from him by her pulling her fingers free. His body clenches around nothing, hungry for something more, and something in him cracks, desperation slipping through. “Cassie, please, I want - I need you cock. Please, fuck me. I’ll be so good for you, I’ll do whatever you want-”
“Shhh.” The hard silicone of the toy presses against his fluttering hole, not pressing in yet but the promise is there. “Shoulders down.”
Dean obeys without hesitation, dropping his chest to the bed and pillowing his head on his folded arms. His back arches and he feels so exposed like this, ass in the air with his girlfriend’s lube-slick strap-on teasing his entrance. His cock throbs at the thought of the sight he must make.
“You should see yourself,” Cassie says, wiping her hand on the sheets and running it from the center of his shoulders to the small of his back, then up again. She presses her palm right between his shoulder blades. She’s so small that he could push her off easily if he wanted to but he doesn’t want to. The weight of her is solid, reassuring and steadying him as the fat head of her cock pushes past his rim.
Dean lets out a breathy sound he’ll deny later, fingers digging into the sheets beneath his head, and Cassie sinks in nice and slow. She takes her sweet time, letting him feel every bump and ridge of the fake cock. It splits him open wide. By the time her narrow hips meet his ass, Dean’s sure he can feel the toy in the back of his throat.
“All the way in.” She curls over his back, long curls falling around her shoulders to tickle his back. “No one would ever imagine, would they? That big, bad, leather jacket-wearing, muscle car driving Dean Winchester takes my cock so beautifully. But you do, don’t you, Dean? You’re terrible at listening but this, you’re good at.”
Dean can’t respond. He’s too busy focusing on his breathing and the tightening of his balls. He can’t cum. He’s not allowed to.
“Doing such a good job.” Cassie sits up and palms his ass, spreading him further for her hungry gaze before she pulls back and slams in deep. “Gonna make sure you’re walking funny tomorrow, Winchester.”
They may not be great at this relationship stuff but Dean knows Cassie keeps her promises, especially ones like that. Sure enough, she barely gives him time to adjust before she starts fucking him hard and fast. Dean’s face burns and his mouth hangs open as he’s rocked by each thrust, the breath knocked from his lungs by each drive of her hips against his body. She’s small and strong, well-practiced at fucking shitty boyfriends the way they deserve and Dean knows he deserves it.
She knows he loves it.
“You can cum,” Cassie purrs, sliding her hand up his neck to grip a handful of his hair and yank his head back. He’s started letting it grow out a little and this is a definite upside that he decides in that moment. “But you have to do it on my cock.”
Oh, yeah. That’s not going to be an issue at all.
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“We were always pretty good at fighting,” Cassie will say further down the road, when they’ve parted ways and found their way back together temporarily. When they’re pressed together in bed, naked inside and out, finally saying the things they should have said long ago but never did. She’ll gesture to their bodies and continue with, “This we were good at.”
Fighting and fucking, Dean will think and know she’s right. She may be the first person he’s opened up to outside of Sam but that doesn’t mean he was ever very good at it. Neither was she, for that matter.
Fighting and fucking, though. That they can do.
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deanwbigbang · 2 years
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Final Days of Eden
Author: tendency Artist: ncdover1285 Pairing: Dean/Cassie Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 11,056 Warnings/Tags: Mild whump, guilt & lying, cooking, pre-breakup
Summary: Dean’s got a great girl he’s in love with, and he’s managing to split his days between working at a mechanic’s shop and hunting while still having plenty of time for Cassie. He could definitely see spending the rest of his life like this (if only he could stop feeling so guilty about the lies he has to tell her).
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