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malallory · 1 year
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tagged by @maandarinee 10 songs / 10 people I'm gonna just be lazy and put my music on shuffle but I'll pull from my 4+ stars collection because I love you all
Lover, Leaver by Greta Van Fleet
Yellow by Tegan and Sara
The W.A.N.D. by The Flaming Lips
pov by Ariana Grande
Valerie, Glee Cast cover
Fire Escape by Foster the People
Gold Lion by Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Hand Holding is Encouraged by Before the Brave
The Only Heartbreaker by Mitski
Space Ghost Coast to Coast by Glass Animals
tagging @actuallunalovegood @domesticadventures @wanderingcas @fromcenotaphy @valleydean @turtlecharlie @wigglebox @lizziekilgannon @goodfemalecharacters and also just do it if you want to I'm not a cop
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leviathancas · 3 years
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it would go on roaring
Mature | Destiel | Cas POV | 8k
Warnings: Addiction, Self-Harm, Bloodplay(?).
Castiel discovers what his grace does to Dean and has some realizations about himself. 
Heavily inspired by the grace-addict Dean headcanon that @fromcenotaphy​ has for HBO SPN. It really caught my attention, and I ended up knocking this out in two days, hahaha. I enjoyed myself! Don’t think I’ve ever written from Cas’s POV before, so here’s an attempt!
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“Think I sprained something,” Dean muttered as he held his right wrist in his left hand. He stumbled down the porch and hissed when his left foot met the ground, and Castiel could see the limp that he was trying to hide.
“Would you like me to—”
“Yes,” Dean said quickly, already turned toward Castiel.
Castiel moved closer and manifested his angel blade. He raised it above his wrist, ready to split his skin open to feed his grace to Dean, but something made him pause. Castiel scrutinized Dean’s soul through angelic eyes and nearly gasped at the dark strands of greed that were woven into it, reaching towards Castiel with a thrum of desperation that frightened him.
“Perhaps I should heal Sam first,” Castiel said, eyes fixed on Dean’s face to catch his reaction. “I believe he may have broken something.” He paused, and although he disliked the idea, he forced himself to add, “A sprain can heal fine on its own.”
“N-No!” Dean said, and then he latched onto Castiel’s sleeve with his left hand. He did not meet Castiel’s gaze when he said, “Can’t you just heal me up right now, Cas? I mean, it’ll make things easier, won’t it?” He chuckled, though there was an edge of hysteria to it, and Castiel thought it matched the way his soul twisted and warped, the greed only growing.
It worried him further. Dean wanting to be healed before Sam could only mean the end of times. “Dean,” he said and gently pried Dean’s fingers off of his sleeve. “You don’t need me to heal everything for you.”
Dean looked stricken. “Cas,” he rasped and actually sank to his knees. He stared up at Castiel with wide eyes, uncaring of the mud that would surely stain his jeans. “Please,” he said, and reached up with his injured wrist. “Please heal me.” His voice broke near the end, but he didn’t seem to care. “I need it.”
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limeyjellybean · 3 years
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Got swept up in the idea of Supernatural being on HBO, then the idea of grace addicted Dean wormed its way in to my noggin (thanks to multiple posts from @fromcenotaphy), and this happened.
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Castiel pulls on the material by his elbow, drawing up trenchcoat, suit jacket and shirt sleeve all at once to give Dean a tantalising view of the angel’s wrist; his heart rate noticeably climbing just at the view of skin and the implications of what’s to come. He’s almost certain he can see the way the grace dances just beneath the surface, mouth watering as his impatience climbs; knowing that Castiel is toying with him at this point.
The angel will give him what he wants. What he needs.
He always does.
Dean can almost ignore the way his injured wrist throbs as Castiel produces his blade from its hiding place, watching the way Dean’s tongue darts out to lick his lips in an unconscious movement; the low chuckle from the angel manages to draw the hunter’s eyes up to his face for a brief few seconds before it zeroes back in on the sliver of skin at his wrist. He ignores the feel of the blood trickling down the side of his face as Castiel draws the blade against the soft skin, hissing as he does so; every fibre of Dean’s being trembling as he forces himself not to pull the open wound to his mouth and feel the warmth that glow has to offer trickle down his throat. Castiel chuckles again at the whine that escapes the hunter, knowing that pain isn’t the cause as he cups the back of Dean’s head, bringing the open wound to his gasping, wanting mouth at a torturous pace. He growls as it stops just centimetres away from his face, wanting to grab, taste, feel - to take rather than asking for permission this time. The pleading look on the hunter’s face gives him away, the gentle prayer of ‘Please’ repeating itself over and over in Castiel’s head until he looks down at Dean, giving him a firm nod before his wrist is wrenched towards the hunter’s waiting mouth.
The sting that accompanies grace leaving Castiel’s vessel has long since disappeared; Dean’s eyes fluttering closed as the first taste hits his tongue, unable to help the moan as the warmth of it flows through his system, knitting broken skin back together and nulling any of the accompanying pain that remains. He’d made his mind up after the first time that this was what heaven tastes like, like ozone and lightning with just the small tinge of iron that always dutifully reminds him that Castiel is more than happy to bleed for him. He holds on to Castiel’s wrist like a lifeline until the feeling of grace is all encompassing, until it feels like it’s all he knows - until it’s ripped away from him and the wound is healed with little more than a passing thought. Another whine escapes the hunter followed by a growl as he goes to grab the angel’s wrist again, colliding with thin air as Dean is left alone in this dank basement, a small smile forming on his lips as the gears turn in his head. He knows it won’t be the last he sees of the angel, the pull of the hunter too strong, the need to protect a base instinct.
He’ll always come when Dean calls.
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castielscarma · 3 years
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Fic rec Anamnesis
Anamnesis  by @fromcenotaphy  THIS FIC IS COMPLETE! 25K of absolutely gut-wrenching, heartache with each sentence flowing like poetry, like gold! The final (11k) chapter had me full-on sobbing (it ends happily) and I just am in awe. This is my new favorite! *cries* Just you all... go read this absolute gem of a fic! 1. i watched the fire that grew so low 2. the second season I am to know 3. this is the mystery of the quotient 4. this is the wonder of devotion  (my god, even the chapter titles are gorgeous).
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suncaptor · 3 years
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Not to beat a dead horse about it but cenotaphy is one of my all time favourite writers.
They have a brilliant 25k post canon fic that is my favourite I have read (as well as several other amazing ones), a destiel fic post Dean missing after being kidnapped by vampies, and a 48k series post s11 finale (note tag for torture).
Some of their (many, this is inconclusive) wonderful oneshots include one about what team free will has nightmares about, 11x04 coda (Dean/Cas interaction), human Cas sea witch hunt, 12x02 coda (Cas and staying at the bunker), and 12x04 (regarding Sam and Magda).
They also have many more wonderful fics, often preslash with heavy focus on angst (as well as gen and destiel), and I love their writing style and how well they both wrap metaphor and perspective intensity as well as writing all character very well!
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found--family · 3 years
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what if Chaos Machine Productions™ gives us a Wayward Sisters mini series? what if each Sister gets their own focused episode? what if Danneel guest stars? what if Jensen is a guest director? what if Jensen is a guest star? what if Misha is a guest director? what if Misha guest stars? what if Danneel and Gen collaborate on character wardrobes? what if we see Eileen and Charlie and Rowena again? what if we get strong language and stronger women? what if we get explicit LGBTQIA content? what if the plot is cohesive and brilliant and ties into lore and events from Supernatural? what if it fixes the trashfire that was SPN 15x20 by completely disregarding it and rewriting the ending in the background with stories told? what if it's 7-to-10 episodes that tie up the narrative beautifully but still leave the ending open enough for fans to carry on with the story? what if
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angelfishofthelord · 2 years
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{ in the aftermath by @fromcenotaphy }
for @dadstiel + @hellodean fic writer celebration
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wanderingcas · 3 years
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a ficlet for @gyokujyn​, who requested something based on @fromcenotaphy‘s amazing post: Dean and Eileen coming home from a very successful hunt only to find Cas and Sam doing something chaotic. 
hope you enjoy! :) 
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“Dude.” Dean grinned over at Eileen, who sat next to him in the passenger’s seat. Their clothes were covered in grime and dirt, but they both had huge smiles on their faces. “You were amazing.”
Eileen waved him off, but shrugged all the same. “I guess I kind of was.”
“You guess?” Dean turned the Impala into the bunker’s underground garage, shaking his head. “I mean the way you got that ghoul? Even my aim isn’t that good.”
Grinning, Eileen unbuckled her seatbelt as they came to a stop. “Well, maybe you need more practice on the shooting range. It’s just a few steps away.” 
“Only if you promise to give me some pointers,” Dean said, shutting the passenger door. 
It was the first time hunting with Eileen, since Sam was nursing a broken ankle from the last hunt. Cas had offered to stick around and keep him company, leaving Eileen and Dean on their own—and Dean had a blast. Not that hunting with Sam and Cas wasn’t fun—but something always seemed to go a little pear-shaped on their excursions. Not with Eileen. She was efficient, sharp, and filled in all the details where Dean didn’t. 
He was going to have to figure out how to get more hunting time with her in the future without hurting Sam’s feelings. 
“So, traditional post-hunt celebration?” Dean asked as they walked to the door connecting the garage to the house. “Grab a cold one, maybe throw a frozen pizza in the oven?”
Eileen scoffed, giving him a look. “That’s your idea of a celebration?”
“Well, yeah. Frozen pizza is one of the best foods on earth. Second best only to fresh pizza.”
Chuckling, Eileen shrugged. “If you say so.” 
She stopped short at the threshold into the bunker, frowning. Head tilted, she sniffed the air. “Wait—do you smell that?”
Dean wrinkled his nose. “Ugh. Yeah. You think Sam tried to cook again?”
“God, I hope not.” Eileen grinned over her shoulder. “Remember those omelets he tried to make?” 
Shuddering, Dean followed her through the door to the library. “Couldn’t look at an egg the same way again for weeks.”
“Yeah, well I—” Eileen stopped, her eyes widening. “Oh my god.”
Dean followed her line of sight; his mouth dropped. “What… the hell?”
The first thing he saw were the fires. One was smaller, in the corner of the room with its flames licking at the bookcase as Sam beat at it frantically with his flannel. The other was in the middle of the room, in a perfect circle, with a very pissed off demon in the middle of it, black eyes flashing and all. Cas stood on the library table, a large book in one hand, the other flapping at the hundreds of insects swarming in the air.
“Dean!” Sam shouted as he spotted them. “Dean, I think Cas somehow summoned the ten plagues!” 
“Uh,” Dean replied.
Eileen held up a hand, pointing at the insects. “Are those... flies?”
“Locusts, I think,” Dean said.
Her finger trailed to the ground, where frogs hopped across their feet. “Are these the ten plagues or something?” 
“All we’re missing is the death of a firstborn,” Dean commented. His eyes went wider. “Hang on, did Jack—”
Cas jumped off the table, visibly out of breath. “Jack is fine. He flew to Jody’s house to hang out with Claire hours ago.” He nodded at Eileen in greeting. “How did the hunt go?”
“How did the hunt go?” Eileen asked. “Why is there a demon in our library?” She gestured to the ring of holy fire. 
Cas winced. “Unfortunately, that’s how this all started.”
“How did—wait, you know what?” Dean pinched the bridge of his nose between two fingers, shaking his head. “I don’t want to know.” 
“It started as research,” Sam yelled from across the room. His arm briefly caught on fire before he frantically patted it out.
Rolling her eyes, Eileen strode to the corner where Dean had installed a fire extinguisher months ago. With a click of the glass container, she opened it and pointed the hose at Sam with a sharp, “Stand back!” 
Sam obediently backed away as she extinguished the flames. He ran a sheepish hand through his hair. “One of the plagues was fires, I guess.”
“No kidding,” she deadpanned, setting the extinguisher on the ground. 
“Sam,” Dean began, slapping a locust away, “we were only gone for 24 freaking hours.”
“A lot can happen in a day!” Sam protested. 
“It’s probably worth mentioning that all of this happened within a few minutes,” the demon added, crossing her arms.
Cas glared at her. “We were handling it.” He turned to Dean. “We were handling it.”
“It was just a spell,” Sam added. “Rowena showed it to me before. Unfortunately doing it wrong could release the plagues from when Moses tried to get his people out of Egypt and all that. But it was going well until…” He glanced at Cas.
“Until we misread an ingredient in the book,” Cas finished, sighing as he held out the pages for Dean to read.
Dean stared down at the book. Then up at Cas. Then at Sam. “You thought this book said to get demon juice… instead of lemon juice?” 
Sighing, Sam hung his head. A group of locusts were tangled prisoners in his long hair. “Yeah.”
“And you didn’t think that… demon juice sounded a little weird?”
“We.” Cas cleared his throat. “We thought perhaps it was referring to blood.”
Dean carefully closed the book, handing it back to Cas. He turned to Eileen, and calmly said, “I’m going to have a beer now. Probably five. Would you still like to join me?”
She smiled. “And a frozen pizza?” 
“With a side of ignoring that this ever happened,” Dean agreed. He gestured toward the hallway. Eileen nodded and led the way out of the room.
“So you’re not going to help us fix it?” Cas asked, voice pitching with anxiety. 
“Call us if something catches on fire again,” Dean yelled over his shoulder. 
As he rounded the corner, Dean heard Sam mutter, “I told you he was still mad about when we accidentally turned Jack into a baby.” 
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to celebrate three months of canon destiel (that’s right, baybee!) (and yes us and destiel are the annoying couple who marks every anniversary, we gained the right) it’s time for another fic rec list! today: my favorite post-15x18 fics (so this includes post 15x19, 15x20, alternate canon, etc) (basically people playing around with the aftermath of The Scene) so let’s go!
Rocky Mountain High by @dreamnovak (5.8k, case fic of sorts, the destiel is soft and the case is awesome hnnngh)
supplication (let’s end this agony) by @ellayuki (less than 1k, this one hits in the BEST way, short and so sweet! and so in-character!, takes place in heaven)
The Rough by @anactorya (3.2k, such a creative take on the heaven ending, the ending of this fic HITS)
Don’t You Cry No More by @perlukafarinn (5k, dean rescues cas from ye ole empty. SO good. what am I saying. all of these fics are good that’s why I'm recommending them)
Conversations With the Living by @fromcenotaphy (3.5k, addresses John Winchester’s A+ Parenting and unpacking shit and just......emotional. sweet. perfect.)
To Change the Things We Can also by cenotaphy (1.9k. dean yoinks cas back from the empty. emotional!)
Devotional by @whichstiel (4k, reflective, empty rescue, BEAUTIFULLY written. I am emotional just thinking about it)
safe returns by @aibari (1.7k, red string of fate, hnnnnngh so GOOD has just the right amount of angst!)
do you have any post-15x18 fics you love? put ‘em in the comments! let’s share the fic love! it’s canon, y’all!
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lucasbarr · 2 years
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Ok so I did the bunker kids so you know I had to do the appt kids! The idea was originally created by @fromcenotaphy for HBO SPN…and I just kinda took it and ran with it 😅 I hope you don’t mind. I just found the four of them interacting so fun!
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malallory · 2 years
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my top nine movies, tagged by @domesticadventures
can u tell I like musicals lmao. also yes lotr counts as one movie.
I tag @maandarinee @fromcenotaphy @actuallunalovegood @turtlesarah @valleydean and also anybody else who wants to do it consider yourself tagged
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aresamma · 3 years
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Currently looking like the smallest drawing in the world
Slightly based on @fromcenotaphy hbo spn
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ten songs tag game courtesy of @stoplookingupforheaven thanks love 💙
1.) Tennis Court - Lorde
2.) House Burn Down - King Princess
3.) Finish What Ya Started - Van Halen
4.) Sometimes on a Sunday - The Glorious Sons
5.) Dancing With Your Ghost - Sasha Alex Sloan
6.) Joey - Concrete Blond
7.) The Devil You Know - Blues Saraceno
8.) Skinny Love - Bon Iver
9.) Bad at Love - Halsey
10.) parents - YUNGBLUD
No pressure tags: @fromcenotaphy, @heheheller, @levitycorpus, @yum-cy, @yumantimatter and anyone else who wants to do this :)
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redlineriot · 3 years
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Soooo @fromcenotaphy has been posting all of these hbo supernatural headcanons and I know this isn't a very PRETTY mood board but these are the vibes im getting from hbo spn and I just wanted to share,,,
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suncaptor · 2 years
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Fic Recommendations (destiel oriented)
these are just random ones I feel comfortable sharing, often shorter and more focused on Castiel or angst, and then also some writers. It’s in no way comprehensive nor a reflection of the breadth of fanfic I enjoy! feel free to search more through the authors if you enjoy them since I am by no means saying these are the best!
I tried to keep ratings lower and less dark for this one, but if you do enjoy darker fics and/or are 18+ I’d love to talk about other fics with you! Some of these are rated M/E though and some have triggering content so please check before reading to make sure you’re comfortable!
One author I really love is NorthernSparrow. I got really into their fics in 2014 because they write human Cas so well. I would rec Forgotten (G)  to just about anyone, which is a case fic where Sam and Dean do not remember Cas. It then goes into a sequel (which has destiel or no destiel options). I would recommend anything by them though, depending on age/taste.
NorthernSparrow also wrote A Winter’s Tale (T) which is a completely heartbreaking and beautiful exploration of Cas’s storyline as a human and almost feels like a must read to that arc. They have more too if you like those fics! They are also good at very plotty epic types of fics.
Another of my favourite authors is @fromcenotaphy or cenotaphy, to no one’s surprise if you’ve been following me for a while. I’ve recced them here.
I also really have liked some of bookkbaby’s work, such as this fic (T) where Cas tries to step forward when Sam and Dean entrap him in holy fire in season 8. 
Domesticadventures is an amazing writer too! They have at least one that has gotten popular (E) (as it should), but nearly everything they write is amazing. For any in particular I’d recommend Borderlines (G) or White Noise (G) which are good short fics for Castiel angst.
I also think  Aini_NuFire (not destiel, but often very Cas focused) is amazing, including their holy terror coda or this (T) I’m no angel coda. I have read quite a few other of their longer works too, totally recommend!
I also may as well rec sp8ce with a post confession multi chapter Dean POV Unsound Inverses (E) and a 5x03 Cas POV nsfw fic (E) as well as other lower rated oneshots and also a dark fic here if you are certain enough on tags.
Cuckoo and Nest (E) is one of my favourite fics where Castiel is living in the bunker in a relationship with Dean as a human and struggles to figure out if he’s wanted while struggling with feelings of insecurity and fear and their impact.
A Love Of All Things That Grow (G) is a fic where Cas grows a garden at the bunker as a human. I adore it.
Islands (M) is a fic post sacrifice with Castiel living at the bunker and follows miscommunication and a toxic dynamic down, and I really enjoyed it.
Things that Leave Marks (M) is a really interesting fic to me because it has Cas established with a life outside of Dean post I’m No Angel and Dean meeting up with him again, more than three years later. I really love it.
Driving Instructions: Timestamp for "Traverse" (T) is a fic from Nora’s perspective around Heaven Can’t Wait. 
Missing Home (G) is another Heaven Can’t Wait coda <3
and don't ask me where i've been (T) is as well, and it’s one of my favourite in the way it captures Cas’s state as well as uses metaphors I enjoy.
Enochian Things (Salr323) is the writer of the famed Cas-gets-an-Italian-boyfriend fic, but I also recommend their coda Don’t worry (about a thing) (T) too, and I would recommend a lot of the things they’ve written!
The poetry of fish (G) is an amazing focusing on Cas’s experience watching Earth’s history, and the writer is very educated and smart, so it allows another lens into Cas’s perspective.
also peterspajamas @ghostmary is an amazing writer, of performative homophobia and What Throbs In Your Chest beauty, and they also have a lot of variety and are just very talented!
Also obligatory Map of the World (M) rec, which is the first book of Down to Agincourt. It’s one of my favourite written fics ever, and I love the complex ways the plot and world and writing wrap together alongside the character’s emotions and development!
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l0vagrend · 3 years
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HBO Supernatural scenario
[ Dean cuffed to the bed because he keeps trying to smash his head into the wall so Cas will have to come heal him ] @fromcenotaphy
The bed was cold, yet his body was heated by something. For days, only that one thing had been on his mind, he couldn't have denied: grace. Yes, he needed it, and then everything would be fine again, he thought, and he jerked hard on his left arm, but it didn't move. Of course, between two faintings, he always had to remind himself that he could not escape. Not now. When he longed for it so much. A small wound would have been enough, a scratch, a bruise and then he would have come to heal. Immediately.
Sam found Dean annoying at this point. In fact, he might even be a little disgusted with it, but he never said it — he knew where the border was. After all, everyone has their own addictions, it wasn't worth talking about Dean's. All that mattered to him was Dean not killing himself intentionally. Because that’s what worried him: the pain he’s causing himself is sick. Still, he could understand somewhere.
The rattle of the chains was broken by Dean's words.
"I just need a little abrasion and I promise, I'm done."
"I'm not leaning in on you, Dean. You almost cut your veins with me last time," Sam quieted, showing no sign of sympathy.
Dean, on the other hand, refused to give up. He felt that his whole body would be covered with desire again, and at that time his common sense was even less than average.
"Sam, for fucks sake! It's just a nod or something!"
"Shut up!"
"Sam, please! I beg you!" and Dean tried harder and harder to free himself from the bondage of the chains. He started to get angry.
"Anger and greed can be very dangerous, but you know it. If you don't want to starve or go crazy in this disgusting motel room, shut your damn mouth and listen here!" And Dean, taking his brother's serious gaze for now, closed his mouth.
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