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SIZZLE SIZZLE
Prompt: The picture because NO ONE HITS ME UP WITH PROMPTS
Author: @destielthedeathofme
Pairing: Dean x Cas and Sam × Gabe
Tags: Customer! Cas Waiter! Dean Fluff oneshot blahblahblah. Ooh some homophobia sorry
Summary: After nearly 10 years of avoiding his family. Castiel has to attend Alfie's 18th birthday. But after a new waiter spices things up, maybe it'll turn out for the better.
A/n: SO FUCKING PISSED AT TUMBLR RN THE FIRST TIME I POSTED THIS THE ENTIRE THING WASN'T THERE AND I COULDN'T FIND IT IN MY DRAFTS SO I REWROTE THIS SHIT. UGHHHH.
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Castiel tugged at his collar as he rehearsed in his head what he was going to say. Or rather not say. He wasn't going to tell his brothers about art school. Definitely not going to mention his relationships. Or the tattoo. He basically wasn't going to say anything and just smile and wave as he liked to put it.
The dinner was going to be terrible but he was going for Alfie, it's the least he could do for leaving his brother with Michael. Alfie was always nice to Castiel and unlike him he listened to his brothers. Castiel however left the night he turned 18 and never looked back.
Castiel opened the door to Crowley's and rolled his eyes. Dim lit, the place had an orchestra in nearly every corner and bunch of snobby rich people trying to "out rich" each other. He glanced down at his suit and trenchcoat. Michael definitely wouldn't approve. Not that he needed it anyway.
Castiel looked around the room but saw no sign of his brothers. Soon he went up to the counter and asked for their registration. His brothers had booked the entire top floor of the hotel. All for a birthday dinner. His brothers weren't wasting any time spending all of the fortune their father left.
Castiel hadn't touched his. He didn't know what to do with it. Paying for art school was done through some paintings he drew that sold for enough money.
Castiel's feet tapped on the marble steps as he made his way upstairs. Reaching the top of the room his eyes widened at the place. There were two chandeliers taking up the ceiling. And all across the walls were angles. His family was very religious and angels were a common theme growing up. He remembered some from church. Castiel was named after the Angel of Thursday.
He saw Gabe walking towards him and smiled.
Gabriel pulled him into a hug. His sugar obsessed older brother was the only one Castiel remained in contact with.
"How's it going Cassie?," He said sucking loudly in his lollipop.
Castiel winced at the horrible nickname
" I'm fine and I hope you are as well. How's Sam?" Sam was Gabe's boyfriend and the complete opposite of him. Castiel loved Sam, he was the brother he never had.
But Sam was a secret only he and Alfie knew. As much as Gabe loved Sam he wanted to keep the family together. So Sam would stay a secret which had been decided a long time ago.
"Sam's great, I'm great..his brother is also pretty great..." Gabe said wiggling his eyebrows.
"I already told you, I don't need to drag someone into my life right now." Cas replied rolling his eyes.
"Anyways where is everyone?" He asked searching the room. He glanced at his watch it was almost 7. Michael was never late.
"Luci's running late, Michael's pissed, Raphael doesn't care, and Alfie wishes he wasn't related to us. So everything's great!" Gabe said cheerfully
"Why on Earth would Michael let Lucifer be in charge of driving them?"
"Alfie crashed the car last week so that's the only way really."
Before Cas could ask Gabe to elaborate. Thundering footsteps filled the hall.
Cas had to try really hard to not laugh at the sight before him.
Michael was drenched with a sheepish Lucifer in tow. Alfie was trying not to smile and Raphael looked as distant as ever. Even though he could have sworn he saw a smile.
Michael morphed his face into the constipated smile he usually had and asked
"I hope you're well Castiel."
"Yeah you too." Cas said not wanting to talk to him.
He brushed past his brother and walked to Alfie who was standing there awkwardly.
"Hey Alfie how are you?" He asked smiling softly.
"I'm good Cas, what about you?" Alfie said.
"Fine as well." To which Alfie pulled Castiel into a tight hug. Castiel was surprised at his strength. He definitely was getting older.
Castiel pulled out of his trenchcoat paintbrushes and handed them to Alfie," I hope you still like to paint." He said smiling
Alfie's face lit up. "Of course! Thanks you so much Cas."
Michael cleared his throat,"Then let's eat shall we?"
As if on cue, a waiter entered the hall. Castiel turned to face him and nearly fainted.
The man had almond colored hair and stubble along his jaw. He was muscular but not bulky and definitely taller than Castiel. His green eyes bore into Cas as he obviously hated it here. He looked unbelievably uncomfortable with his setting. His lips were so pink that it took all of Castiel's will power not to leap across the room.
Castiel carefully walked to his seat feeling very lightheaded. Thankfully he sat down next to Alfie and Gabe.
"Hey y'all the names Dean and I'll be your server today." His voice sounded like honey to Castiel.
He passed out menus and whipped out a note pad.
"So what'll y'all have to drink?" He asked looking expectantly at Castiel.
Castiel was surprised at his informality. Dean didn't pay attention to any of that formality it seemed.
"Well I'll take a shirley temple,Dean," Gabe said.
Castiel had a killer headache. Whiskey it is. "I'll take a whiskey," he said. He didn't know why but Dean smirked at that.
Alfie ordered a shirley temple as well. While the rest of his brothers ordered white wine.
Dean bit his lip while writing the drinks down.
Castiel almost let out a moan. Damn that was hot. His face immediately turned pink when Dean looked at him smirking.
After they ordered food and Cas drooled over Dean some more. Michael cleared his throat.
"So do you have any change of heart regarding certain beliefs?"
Cas stared at him coldly," No and I never will Michael."
The entire table tensed at the conversation.
Familiar footsteps were heard once again. Damn he really did have impeccable timing.
Dean handed Cas his plate first. "Careful it's hot too." He said with a signature smirk.
"Too?"
Dean proceeded to touch Castiel's shoulder and make a sizzling sound.
The next few minutes were chaos.
Castiel blushed so hard he was radiating heat.
Michael choked on his wine.
Lucifer spit out his wine all over Michael.
Raphael laughed.
Gabriel loudly declared," THAT'S MY BOY."
Alfie once again hid his smile.
Dean made the call me sign while giving Castiel a napkin with his number on it.
After that incident Michael, Lucifer and Raphael left very quickly.
Gabriel offered to drop Alfie.
Gabriel then leaned over and said, "By the way that's Sam's brother."
Castiel replied," Jesus Gabe you could have mentioned that he's hot!"
Gabriel laughed," So should I tell him that you'll meet him tomorrow?"
#supernatural#dean winchester#spn#castiel#sam winchester#cas#spnfamily#i love him#destiel#sabriel#oneshot#fluff#writing prompts#destielthedeathofme
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A Roomate's Romance
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by destielthedeathofme
Dean Winchester, the Righteous Man, was a superhero to the town of Lebanon. He, like most superheroes had a nemesis. A 5"11 loser known as the Dark Angel. But what happens when they're also room mates? Neither knowing each others secret identities, chaos ensues. And maybe a hint of romance. Plus a large crush.
Recipe for pandemonium? You bet.
Words: 914, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Supernatural
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Gabriel (Supernatural), Sam Winchester, Charlie Bradbury, Dorothy Baum, Mary Winchester, Benny Lafitte, Balthazar (Supernatural), Chuck Shurley, Michael (Supernatural), Lucifer (Supernatural), Rowena MacLeod, Crowley (Supernatural)
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Dorothy Baum/Charlie Bradbury, John Winchester/Mary Winchester
Additional Tags: Superhero Dean Winchester, Villain Castiel, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Heroes to Villains, Angels, I Don't Even Know, How Do I Tag, Help
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A Roomate's Romance
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Pz8751
by destielthedeathofme
Dean Winchester, the Righteous Man, was a superhero to the town of Lebanon. He, like most superheroes had a nemesis. A 5"11 loser known as the Dark Angel. But what happens when they're also room mates? Neither knowing each others secret identities, chaos ensues. And maybe a hint of romance. Plus a large crush.
Recipe for pandemonium? You bet.
Words: 914, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Supernatural
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Gabriel (Supernatural), Sam Winchester, Charlie Bradbury, Dorothy Baum, Mary Winchester, Benny Lafitte, Balthazar (Supernatural), Chuck Shurley, Michael (Supernatural), Lucifer (Supernatural), Rowena MacLeod, Crowley (Supernatural)
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Dorothy Baum/Charlie Bradbury, John Winchester/Mary Winchester
Additional Tags: Superhero Dean Winchester, Villain Castiel, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Heroes to Villains, Angels, I Don't Even Know, How Do I Tag, Help
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A Roomate's Romance
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Pz8751
by destielthedeathofme
Dean Winchester, the Righteous Man, was a superhero to the town of Lebanon. He, like most superheroes had a nemesis. A 5"11 loser known as the Dark Angel. But what happens when they're also room mates? Neither knowing each others secret identities, chaos ensues. And maybe a hint of romance. Plus a large crush.
Recipe for pandemonium? You bet.
Words: 914, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Supernatural
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Gabriel (Supernatural), Sam Winchester, Charlie Bradbury, Dorothy Baum, Mary Winchester, Benny Lafitte, Balthazar (Supernatural), Chuck Shurley, Michael (Supernatural), Lucifer (Supernatural), Rowena MacLeod, Crowley (Supernatural)
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Dorothy Baum/Charlie Bradbury, John Winchester/Mary Winchester
Additional Tags: Superhero Dean Winchester, Villain Castiel, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Heroes to Villains, Angels, I Don't Even Know, How Do I Tag, Help
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A Roomate's Romance
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Pz8751
by destielthedeathofme
Dean Winchester, the Righteous Man, was a superhero to the town of Lebanon. He, like most superheroes had a nemesis. A 5"11 loser known as the Dark Angel. But what happens when they're also room mates? Neither knowing each others secret identities, chaos ensues. And maybe a hint of romance. Plus a large crush.
Recipe for pandemonium? You bet.
Words: 914, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Supernatural
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Gabriel (Supernatural), Sam Winchester, Charlie Bradbury, Dorothy Baum, Mary Winchester, Benny Lafitte, Balthazar (Supernatural), Chuck Shurley, Michael (Supernatural), Lucifer (Supernatural), Rowena MacLeod, Crowley (Supernatural)
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Dorothy Baum/Charlie Bradbury, John Winchester/Mary Winchester
Additional Tags: Superhero Dean Winchester, Villain Castiel, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Heroes to Villains, Angels, I Don't Even Know, How Do I Tag, Help
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A Roomate's Romance
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Pz8751
by destielthedeathofme
Dean Winchester, the Righteous Man, was a superhero to the town of Lebanon. He, like most superheroes had a nemesis. A 5"11 loser known as the Dark Angel. But what happens when they're also room mates? Neither knowing each others secret identities, chaos ensues. And maybe a hint of romance. Plus a large crush.
Recipe for pandemonium? You bet.
Words: 914, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Supernatural
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Gabriel (Supernatural), Sam Winchester, Charlie Bradbury, Dorothy Baum, Mary Winchester, Benny Lafitte, Balthazar (Supernatural), Chuck Shurley, Michael (Supernatural), Lucifer (Supernatural), Rowena MacLeod, Crowley (Supernatural)
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Dorothy Baum/Charlie Bradbury, John Winchester/Mary Winchester
Additional Tags: Superhero Dean Winchester, Villain Castiel, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Heroes to Villains, Angels, I Don't Even Know, How Do I Tag, Help
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Very Different Lives
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by destielthedeathofme
Shit Castiel forgot. He had to ask the principal about the sounds and lights for the play tomorrow. Mr.Singer, the principal was going to kill him. Or so he thought.But what he does is way worse. A highschool au where Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak lead very different lives, but have more in common than they thought? From dysfucntional families to annoying siblings, Castiel relates much more to Dean than he would like. Dean was a flirt, a terrible flirt not that Castiel cared. Right?
Words: 1343, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Supernatural
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Gabriel (Supernatural), Lucifer (Supernatural), Naomi (Supernatural), Anna Milton, Charlie Bradbury, Bobby Singer, Balthazar (Supernatural), Kevin Tran
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Kelly Kline/Lucifer
Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Mild Smut, Alternate Universe
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Prompt: @pjo-gmw-spn-rtte sent this to me. I've been avoiding prompts I know I suck.
Author: @destielthedeathofme
Pairing: DeanxCas
Tags/Genre: Fluff, oneshot, AU, idek, destielll, angst a bit of homophobia and other stuff idek.
Summary: The tree. That's it that's the whole story.
~♡~
It's always been about the tree.
Dean probably wouldn't have met Cas without the tree.
So yeah, the tree is pretty damn important.
Maybe that's why Dean decided to go to the lonely tree in the park 22 years ago, because he felt drawn to it. There was something about that tree because if Dean needed Cas or Cas needed Dean, all they had to do was go to the tree and the other one would appear. Like they were drawn to it.
Or maybe because he was curious why there was a little kid sitting there, all alone.
But Dean's pretty damn happy he did.
The kid sitting there was scrawny and had messy black hair with huge blue eyes but he was weird, like really weird.
For one, he was obsessed with wings. Freaking wings man, what 5 year old is obsessed with wings? Not even regular ones, huge black ones, that he repeatedly drew over and over again.
Dean made fun of him for it.
But as fate would have it, Dean ended up being the one who tattooed the same wings on his back.
He went to Cas every day after that, every moment he could go to the park, he would. When they were younger they would play, play to keep their demons away. Dean and Castiel were content. They carved their initials on the trees, because they're going to be best friends forever. Dean had decided so, a long time ago.
But as they grew older, they'd talk, talk for hours, about nothing in particular, especially when the demons became over bearing.
Sometimes about their shitty homelives.
Sometimes about the possibilities of a brighter future.
Sometimes absolutely nothing, just engulfed in the feeling of each other's presence. Simply being around each other was enough.
Castiel soon grew out of his lanky form, replaced with lean and slender one. Dean stayed the same, although he got a bit taller.
They were both a sight for sore eyes. Well, at least that's what Dean always teased Cas about.
Soon, highschool took its toll on Castiel and Dean, they were both too busy to see each other and lost contact. But on a particularly bad day, when Dean and his father had a huge fight he stormed off angrily to the park and cried near the tree. He sprawled out on the grass and cried his heart out, because his father wouldn't accept Dean. For liking guys. And it fucking hurt. It hurt a lot.
But this time Castiel wasn't here to console him. Funny because Castiel was the reason he came out to his dad.
Dean heard Castiel before he saw him.
"Oh my god, Dean? What are you doing here? It's 10 o' clock? I came here because I had this horrible feeling today and I couldn't shake it off so naturally I came he-Are you crying?"
Castiel looked like a mess, hair plastered all over his face and eyes wide, but Dean couldn't care less because he needed Castiel right now.
Dean threw his arms around Cas and sobbed for god knows how long. But it was long enough.
Dean told Castiel everything, from his crush on Castiel that had taken him forever to accept from his dad practically kicking Dean out of the house for being fucking gay. As if he was some sort of killer or disappointment.
Castiel silently listened. Then he cupped Dean's face,
"Dean, I love you, I have since we were 5, from the moment I saw you to now I've always loved you."
"And if you ever need a roof over your head, my house is open, well I could probably sneak you in there and Gabe wouldn't tell but we'd have to watch out for Ba-"
Then Dean kissed him.
He didn't why but he just kissed Castiel because in that moment he was being too innocent and sweet for Dean to handle.
Now 22 years later, sitting near the tree Dean smiled softly at the engraving of their initials.
Just one problem.
DW+CN
Had now become,
DW+CW
#supernatural#dean winchester#spn#castiel#i love him#spnfamily#cas#destiel#oneshot#destielthedeathofme#fluff#idek#its okay tho#hella angsty
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Dare
Prompt: Number 4, I changed the space part it's just a regular jail :)
Author: @destielthedeathofme
Pairing: DeanxCas
Tags/Genre: Fluff, humor, one shot, idek, we'll see, destielll
Summary: idk read.
~♡~
It was supposed to be a joke.A harmless prank.
But Castiel fucking Novak had to actually fall for it. Or maybe Dean did. Now they were both sitting in a jail cell.
Let's go to the beginning, shall we?
Castiel was a transfer student starting 10th grade at Lettermen High. He also managed to make the Varsity Football team.
Dean was the only other sophmore on the team. Thus began their competitiveness.
If Dean was in honors, Castiel needed to be in AP.
If Dean scored a touch down, Castiel needed 2.
If Dean had a girlfriend, so did Castiel.
After all, imitation is the most sincere form of flattery.
But what made it worse was that Castiel didn't even notice any of it. He didn't pay any attention to Dean.
Dean wasn't sure if it was those blue eyes that bore into his soul, not giving any fucks or his messy hair that pissed Dean off. Was Dean just reading into it too much?
But he needed to end it. All this shit.
It was driving him insane.
He was supposed to be the golden boy.
Perfect girlfriend.
Decent grades.
Star quarter-back.
Castiel wasn't going to fuck that up.So the senior year, he decided to play a prank.
Ghost the guy, text him.
And things went downhill from there. Because infact Castiel wasn't actually that bad.
He started talking to Castiel on a Thursday. Beautiful day that started a horrible thing.
*texts from Day 1*
Dean: R u Castiel?
Castiel: Yes, who are you?
Dean: I go to Lettermen.
Castiel: As do I
Dean: Want to get to know each other more?
Castiel: Sure? But I really don't know who you are.
Dean: That's the point.
Castiel: ok
Dean: Punch Dean W tmrw
Castiel: why?
Dean: just do it, I promise you'll get closer to knowing who I am.
Castiel: but?
Dean: Tmrw you can make me do something
Castiel: okay.
The next day....
Sure enough, Castiel Novak walked up to Dean during lunch, eyes ablaze with determination punched him in the face. The cafeteria howled but Dean smirked at Castiel.
A quick left hook.
It hurt like a son of a bitch.But that proved one thing.
Dean was going to have fun with this.
So much fun.
*Day 2 texts*
Dean: wow u actually did it.
Castiel: yeah
Dean: ur turn
Castiel: come to the game tomorrow
Dean laughed, he sort of had to, after all the star quarter back couldn't miss the game.
Dean: sure
Castiel: will I see u there?
Dean: I'll be in a Jersey.
Castiel: number?
Dean: can't say
The game was a rough one. Dean fumbled a bit, but he was back on track. He wondered why he was so nervous.It wasn't against a rival.Maybe just nerves from school.
But he felt a weird sensation when he saw Castiel looking around the field.
Was it pity? Or was it satisfaction?
He wasn't sure.
His eyes drifted to Dean's, and Dean smirked, Castiel averted his gaze, ears pink.
What was that?
*Day 3 Messages*
Castiel: I didn't see you
Dean: yeah you did
Castiel: ?
Dean: trust me u did
Castiel: why didn't you say anything?
Dean: not ready to tell you my name yet
Castiel: anyways your turn
Dean: bring me pie tomorrow
Castiel:??
Dean: just bring pie tomorrow
The next day,Castiel brought pie.
Dean devoured it.
Castiel looked like he wanted to protest but looked utterly repulsed at Dean's rate of inhaling the pie.
So Castiel walked away. Sticking his middle finger up at Dean.
The game lasted for the next 3 months.
Castiel wasn't that bad.
He was perfect actually.
Not that Dean would ever admit it.
Then they upped the game.
The dares started to become more dangerous.
Dean: "I dare you to steal Mr. Crowley's phone."
Castiel: "I dare you to buy the entire stack of cupcakes from the bakesale."
The very last dare that they did was actually one of Dean's.
Dean dared Castiel to climb on top of the school and scream,"Who are you?"
And the fucker did it.
But apparently school's didn't like when student's climbed up to the roof. Especially at 2 AM.
So Dean saw him do it, watched from behind a tree, stared at the idiot in awe.
And in that moment Dean finally realized.
He was obviously smitten.Completely in love with Castiel Novak.
Dean waved at him, awkwardly of course. Dean saw Castiel squint at Dean and then his jaw go slack. He screamed,"You?"
Dean grinned,"Who did you expect?"
And sitting in the jail cell, Dean smiled softly at Castiel who had fallen asleep on his shoulder.
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Worthless
Prompt: THIS FUCKING MASTERPIECE
Author: @destielthedeathofme
Pairing: Dean/Cas
Tags/Genre: Destiel, Painter! Dean, Critic! Cas, it's sadder than I anticipated, I'll try to make it funny, it's kinda angsty
Summary: read bro
Author's note: beep boop
~♡~
Dean cursed as Gabe nearly knocked over a display.
"Dumbass! Watch where you're going."
Gabriel just stuck his tongue out at him and proceeded to walk around.
Today was the biggest day of Dean's career and a Twizzler addict was not going to ruin it.
"Hey Dean-o why so glum?"
Dean winced as Gabriel's sickly sweet breath came in contact much too close to his face. Man, personal space seemed to just not affect Gabriel. He didn't expect any more from Gabe. Dean anxiously ran his hands through his hair, he could give Gabriel a million reasons but Dean settled on one.
"Because I'm fucking nervous you dwarf."
"Ouch." Gabriel put his hand to his chest in mock hurt.
Sam wandered over to Dean, but as soon as he spotted Gabriel, started walking fast. In the other direction.
Gabriel's eyes lit up in mischief, "HEYYY SAMMMMYYYY."
You may think by mischief, Dean refers to something childish. But no, simply because Gabriel is the embodiment of mischief.
Dean sighed, he wasn't going to survive today. But at least he was better off than poor Sam. Dean narrowed his eyes at
Charlie who had decided to take a break. Charlie gave him a terrified smile and got up again, undoubtedly cursing him off under her breath. She probably deserved one. Sure he was being a bit bitchy, but he had the right. Everything had to be perfect today.
Dean was your average struggling artist who just moved to the city two years ago. He lived in a tiny apartment where cockroaches ruled and the water tasted like lead, but he was alive and grateful. Dean knew he had to live with it because he was the one who chose to paint. He was the one that chose to paint and he would live with the consequences. Painting wasn't just colors and a canvas to Dean. No, it was much much more. Painting consumed him. Every stroke, every speck. And there wasn't Dean without art.
Too bad his father couldn't see that.
But Dean was still grateful, nonetheless that Sammy had flown out to see him. Sammy was the only family he had left. His friends were the best. He couldn't be more grateful for Gabriel, Charlie, Benny, Garth, and Jo, all of whom had shown up today.
Dean didn't like being the center of attention, how ironic that he was having an exhibition, full of his works, everything that symbolized him. Sure he liked to fool around at parties and make jokes like his life depended on it. But when it mattered, Dean didn't like attention. Maybe because he grew up without it.
Dean stifled a laugh as he saw Sam start to run away from Gabe, who seemed to catch up to Sam within seconds although his legs weren't even half as long. Funny what love could do.
Someone came up from behind him and Dean turned, sensing the "boo".
Jo pouted at him, hands at her hips, "You're no fun, Winchester."
Dean smirked, "Honey, you and I both know that's not true."
Jo hugged him, laughing, Dean loved Jo she was his best friend next to Charlie and the others. Her mom was also kind of his mom. Ellen has raised him, especially when John couldn't.
Dean circulated throughout the room, eyeing every exhibit, making sure it was set to perfection. He nodded approvingly at his friends, Garth and Benny, especially who had shown up a little early to help him.
God, what would he do without these people?
A voice chimed in, "Crash and burn."
Dean grinned at Charlie who had probably heard him although he was fairly sure he didn't say it out loud. Dean wondered how she was still beaming even after missing out on nearly 2 meals. Sure they ordered food but Charlie was hell-bent on helping.
"So I did some digging online and I know some critics that are going to show up today."
Dean's face lit up, finally some good news, there wasn't a single critic in the area that he didn't know. Dean would be prepared for them.
"Well? Spit it out."
"Okay geez, anyway I've got Balthazar you know the party freak, Chuck the guy who used to be a prodigy, Amara the one who's always trying to get in your pants, Rowena the bitchy one, and Castiel?"
Dean's face when white at the mention of Castiel.
Castiel Novak was a legend in the art industry. Anyone and everyone knew him. But he'd gone quiet over the years, just sort of disappearing. Much to Dean's disappointment, no amount of stalking would even bring up a picture of the guy or where he was. He was Dean's inspiration in art, for as long as he could remember. Castiel was known for his attitude and infamous temper. Maybe that's why Dean liked him so much. Hell, the focal point of tonight’s exhibition was a piece inspired by Castiel. Dean had named it “Angel”, and as cliche as that sounded, it was true. Castiel specialized in angels and supernatural beings, as did Dean. But his Angel tonight had been to honor his mother, Dean tried his best to replicate her and hadn’t let anyone see that one yet.
Here's the million dollar question.
How the fuck did he know who Dean Winchester was?
"Earth to Dean Winchester!!"
Dean blinked, "Uh yeah right here."
Charlie huffed in annoyance, "Dean you look like you just saw a ghost, are you alright? You know what, don't answer that, go take a walk."
Charlie pushed Dean towards the door, as much as he protested, but maybe this was a good idea.
As Dean opened the door, his nerves multiplied as he saw people start entering. The exhibition didn't start till 5:00 but there were some people trickling in.
something that would hopefully help him relax. But as fate would have it, Dean doesn't get to relax. Dean opened the large door of the exhibition hall and started walking outside, but there were too many things on his mind and so he bumps into someone.
Naturally, Dean's first response was,
"Are you blind?"
Dean looked up at the man who was frowning at Dean. Dark hair and blue eyes the guy reminded Dean of someone he knew but he was too pissed off to care. Now if Dean Winchester had been paying attention he would have noticed the way the man’s hair curled around his neck and how gravelly his voice was. But Dean totally wasn’t paying attention to those things. Totally not.
"You bumped into me."
"Whatever."
By the time Dean had finished taking a walk, it's time for the exhibition to start.
Dean would like to think that he's relaxed at this point, many people had already offered deals on his artwork, commissions, praises. But Dean isn’t. No, Dean was waiting for Castiel. If Castiel would so much as nod at his painting Dean would be complete.
It was time for the Q/A session and as far as Deam could tell, Castiel was a no-show. This was it. The time for the big reveal.
Dean pulled the sheets from over the painting.
Little gasps erupted amongst the crowd and Dean felt a huge weight being lifted off his shoulders. He looked over to Sam who had tears in his eyes.
Dean’s voice cracked as he spoke, ”This is my final piece of the night.”
He took a shaky breath.
“A-Any questions?”
At least a hundred hands shot up in the air and Dean felt like the room was getting smaller. He patiently answered them all, beaming at the positive responses.
“Who is your inspiration for this piece?”
“Well the actual piece is of my mother but one of my favorite artists Castiel Novak inspired the style.”
When the crowd quieted down, one hand remained in the air, and between the blinding lights with a mix of nerves Dean almost didn't see that hand.
“Would you like my opinion of your work?”
Its the same voice from earlier and Dean can’t help but feel a strange sense of deja vu.
“Yes.”
“It's worthless.”
The crowd gasped as a few shouts were aimed at the man.
Dean went a little numb. And at that moment Dean blessed his smart-ass self.
“I know but tell me anyway.”
The crowd roared and Dean could've sworn he saw the man smirk.
“My name is Castiel Novak and I will pay as much as you’d like for this painting.”
Dean was going to faint but his ego wouldn’t let him.
“It's not for sale.”
“My point exactly, this painting is worthless for anyone but you, because it holds much more meaning for you than it ever will to anyone else.”
“And since you won’t sell me this painting I would like to commission a painting from you.”
“For my entire fortune. But one exception, you will do so under my roof and my rules.”
“Do you accept?”
“I do.”
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Dates and Desires
Prompt: @toomanyfandoms008 sent this to me after I begged for prompts. First of many and a big thanks to all of you who sent me prompts.
Author: @destielthedeathofme
Tags/Genre: Destiel,Highschool AU, Fluff, Oneshot.
Warnings: I curse
Summary: A harmless joke with unknowingly desired consequences.
A/n: boop
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Dean kept whacking Castiel until he looked at him, utterly pissed off. Dean didn't know why Cas paid more attention to the book than Dean, what's so interesting about a fucking book? Especially a Chemistry textbook at that. God Castiel was such a nerd. Dean loved him for it. Not that he'd ever admit that to his best friend. He loved Cas, in a friendly way, and maybe a bit more. Okay, a lot more.
Charlie was chatting on and on about Game of Thrones with Sam who looked a bit too interested in the conversation. He was surrounded by fucking nerds. Where did he go wrong with Sam?
The librarian glared at them, a common theme in there daily endeavours to the library. It was tradition, she had to frown at them at least once. Dean gave her a cheeky smirk, while Cas scolded him about something, whatever it was, Dean wouldn't listen anyway.
"Anyone want to LARP this weekend?" Charlie asked looking around.
The table tensed, all looking at each other. Each face held accusation, reading,"You do it." Dean would've loved to, but Charlie tended to take things very seriously. She tried to have him be-headed for not "fetching her a glass of wine". Ahh the perks of being a knight.
Sam suffered a much worse fate and was chosen to be her personal foot masager, which Sam argued was not a real thing in medieval times. But well, you couldn't disrespect the Queen. "God save anyone who disrespects the Queen."; something she made her "subjects" practically chant, every day. Charlie was one hell of a dictator; and she knew it.
Cas was the only one who had somehow always been able to maneuver his way out of every LARPing experience. Dean and Sam gave him a pointed glare and he seemingly tried to shrink into his seat, officially fresh out of execuses.
Cas weakly said,"Uh I have a date this weekend?"
Dean snorted, while Sam and Charlie gaped at Castiel. Dean had made sure that everyone in school knew not to get within a safe distance of Cas. Castiel was his. And his only. He could tell Cas was lying because his eyes wouldn't meet Dean's or anyone's for that matter. So he didn't worry and played along. Maybe this would turn into something else.
"Please Cas? Just this once and I'll make up the date for you." He winked at Cas who blushed very deeply. Dean loved when Cas did that. And no, he wasn't kidding about the date, he would, if Cas wanted to. Dean heard Charlie squeal, probably excited to bring a new person along, but he didn't miss the thumbs up she shot Cas. Interesting. Sam, similar to Charlie seemed happy that he wouldn't have to be the one going LARPing. But Dean saw the smile he gave Cas. What was going on? Was he missing something? "Probably" his subconscious added. Dean couldn't figure Cas out sometimes. Despite being best friends.
"Just so you know, I'm missing a very hot date for this," grumbled Castiel.
"And you're getting a hotter one in return." Dean joked back. But his heart was melting at the hopeful glint in Castiel's eyes. Castiel's blue eyes were sparkling with so many emotions, Dean wondered if he'd seen all of them before. He could write a book on Castiel's eyes. The whole shebang. Yeah he's a little lost in them. Has been for the past 17 years. And he had no intention in ever getting found. Dean was content there, Castiel's eyes were a comfort. His heaven. With his own personal angel.
Soon Charlie changed the conversation, drifting off into her own world, while dragging them there as well. Cas kept giving Dean weird looks and Dean was starting to get really uncomfortable with them. Sam kept glancing between the two and muttered something that sounded suspiciously like "so much sexual tension". Dean would interrogate that later, right now he had a weird Cas to deal with. It couldn't be over the date. Right?
Dean was snapped out of his thoughts when Castiel's usually calm demeanor changed into a full on bad ass vibe. And he was smirking, fucking smirking.
"So when's our date?" Cas asked noticing how Dean looked a bit shocked.
"Friday night, I'll pick you up at 7:00." Dean replied coolly.
He had no fucking clue what he was doing, or what Cas was for that matter but he was going to keep playing along. Just to see what would happen. And the possibility of a date with Cas was definitely a good idea too.
"What are we going to do?"
"We'll go mini golfing and then get dinner."
"At the Roadhouse?"
"You know it."
Both men continued to plan the date while Charlie recorded the conversation, claiming it was for to show their future child. Dean choked at that while Castiel proceeded to fall out of his chair. All while Sam chuckled knowingly, grinning like an idiot.
That hopeful glint was really starting to kill Dean and he decided that Cas needed some reassurance because he didn't have to just hope Dean would take him on the date, Dean fucking would. Dean hugged Castiel really hard, hoping he could transfer those thoughts to Cas through touch, because discussing his feelings never worked out.
That didn't work because Cas ended up asking,"Are you really going to take me on a date?"
Dean beamed at him,"Uh yeah Cas, I'll take you on a date."
#supernatural#dean winchester#spn#castiel#i love him#spnfamily#cas#destiel#oneshot#destielthedeathofme#fluff#dean
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Can You Hold This?
Dean: Cas can you hold this?
Cas:...that is your hand Dean
Dean: I’m really not seeing the problem
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Infatuated
Prompt: nowwwww listen, use that beautiful brain of yours and figure out what it could be :)
Author: @destielthedeathofme
Pairing: DeanxCas
Tags/Genre: Fluff,oneshot, you get it. Oh wait, Human!Cas
Warnings: Cursing
A/n: This is prompt has so many possibilities.... I love it. OH BTW I WONT REALLY MENTION THEY ARE TOGETHER LIKE IT'S KINDA IMPLIED BUT THERE ISN'T A LOT OF LOVEY DOVEY STUFF
Summary: what child? He didn't have a child with him. Unless you count Castiel. Oh wait....where was he? SHIT.
~♡~
Castiel as a human was interesting, to say the least.
Dean couldn't get used to Cas asking for stuff like food, or clothes and shit.
It was freaking weird man.
It was even weirder once Castiel started to stare at Dean longer than usual, personal space not even a thought in his head.
Sam had tried to tell Dean that maybe Cas had feelings for him, but Dean was NOT going to have that conversation with his baby brother.
So both of them were forced to suffer in the relam of sexual tension, and friendzones all because Dean didn't know what to do.
Sam suggested that DEAN take Castiel shopping, ALONE because his clothes were getting old.
Despite Dean's protests, Sammy shoved them both out the door.
The ride to Walmart was very quiet.
Castiel stared out the window, and Dean glanced at him occasionally, worried, Cas was never this quiet.
After a bit Cas said,"Dean, how do you know when you are feeling something? For example when I am hungry my stomach is unpleasant, but what if I like someone? How does that feel?"
Dean gulped, this was not going to end well.
"Well if you like someone Cas, you get nervous around them your stomach kinda flutters and your palms get sweaty." Dean explained. Dean didn't have much experience with liking someone, most his lovers were one night stands.
"What if I like you Dean?" Castiel said staring intently at Dean.
Dean slammed the breaks.
"What?"
"I said what if I like you?" Castiel said tilting his head.
"Uhh would you look at that we're at Walmart." Dean stuttered practically running out of the car.
Truthfully, Dean didn't know what to say so he ran out of the car.
Castiel followed Dean and Dean felt extremely sorry for the ex-angel.
He'd think about that later though.
After about an hour or so of shopping for clothes which consisted of flannel. And I mean a LOT of flannel. Castiel mumbled to Dean.
"I think I need to use the bathroom."
"Yeah Cas, let's go."
Castiel and Dean went to the bathroom and Dean waited outside for him.
But soon he saw some more flannel that caught his eye, and wandered away from the bathroom.
Dean completely forgot about Castiel, lost in his own thoughts.
Dean jumped as he heard the crackle of the announcement, "Dean Winchester your child is at register 10." The voice had a hint of amusement
Child? What the hell? Dean stood there confusion, and then decided to go check that out.
Dean walked to register 10 to see Castiel pouting like a child.
Dean slapped his head, he forgot about him.
"You forgot about me Dean." He said shuffling his feet like a child.
It was an amusing sight and Dean would have laughed if Castiel didn't look so hurt.
"Cas, I'm so sorry I saw flannel and you know how I feel about my flannel."
Castiel gave him a smile, "Yes Dean I know how infatuated you are with flannel."
Dean saw a chance and he took it.
"You know I think I'm pretty infatuated with you too." He said rubbing his head.
Castiel's eyes widened. "Really?"
"Totally Cas, infatuated means that I like you right?" Dean said making sure he didn't screw that up.
Castiel laughed, eyes twinkling,"Yes it does."
#supernatural#dean winchester#spn#castiel#cas#i love him#spnfamily#sam winchester#destiel#dean#oneshot#fluff#destielthedeathofme
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I want to write but I don't know how
A novel by yours truly.
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