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jocollins · 1 month
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural) Additional Tags: Jealousy, Jealous Dean Winchester, Getting Together, Angry Dean Winchester, Manhandling, Smut, Shameless Smut, Feels, Porn with Feelings, Idiots in Love, Feel-good Summary:
Dean gets jealous and it gets worse with Cas. But could it make Cas all hot and bothered? Or will Dean get punished?
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youhaveaguineapigwhere · 11 months
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He Can't Get This
Chapter 1
♡Set in Supernatural S14 Ep14. I recommend rewatching the ep or the crime scene bit ;)♡
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"That baby cop, he liked you." 
Dean Winchester slammed the door of the impala closed and reached to start her, his jaw tense and lips slightly drawn as he turned the key. 
Castiel tilted his head towards the hunter from his passenger seat, a little lost. "I'm sorry, what?" He shifted a little, adjusting his coat as Dean put the car in reverse, voice blunt but unassuming.
They'd just figured out that the Gorgon couldn't sense Castiel and Jack with his eyeball premonitions, for lack of a better description (most likely because they weren't human) So Cas and Jack would have to lead the attack when they tracked down the gorgon again. Whatever Dean had said made no sense to the angel. 
Cas' voice was that consistent gruff lull and his hair was stuck up at a little part in the back. Dean practiced restraint for the instinct to reach out and smooth it. 
"Mr. Twunk over there," He retorted, throwing a half hazard gesture towards the crime scene. Cas squinted through the windshield and saw a vaguely familiar blond head of hair popping out of a patrol car. The young officer they had spoken to earlier.
"Probably fresh out of academy too." Dean added, his tone short and irritated as he intrigued Cas' full attention, who furrowed his brows and leaned up in his seat.
"Oh, come on," Dean shot Cas a look, "he totally creamed his pants when you pulled the whole 'deep commanding voice thing', he went stiff as a board, don't tell me you didn't notice." He let a soft huff out of the corner of his mouth, his pink lips upturned in a small smirk, though still betrayed by his wound-tight words as he glanced from the road to Castiel. 
"I was more focused on the demi god and his victims, Dean." Castiel explained slowly. 
"Yeah, sure, not the young guy you got all hot and bothered." 
Cas squinted at Dean suspiciously, "Is this merely about your dislike for police officers, Dean? Or is it something else?" He questioned.
Dean forced out a laugh, "It's not anything Cas, just an observation." 
"That seems... untrue."
"Yeah." Dean chided, "And what are you gonna do about it?" 
Castiel's patience had run thin. "Dean..." he tested firmly. 
A blush crept up behind Dean's collar and he gripped onto baby's steering wheel, adjusting his seating, "I just didn't like the way he looked at you, okay, sue me." He threw his hands up for a breif moment before returning them to the sleek black wheel.
Cas titled his head, the line of his jaw catching a fragment of the afternoon sun as they passed by storefronts with big glass windows. "How did he look at me?" 
"Like he wanted you to bend him over and fuck him into next week." 
"Like how you look at me." 
Cas' voice was wet gravel. 
Dean halted on the brakes, jolting them forward, scarlet blush deepening, "What, no! You.. you know that's not- and before you say a word about what we did that one time in lebanon that was different okay! I don't gawk at you all the time Cas."  
"Different how?" Cas challenged. 
The trafic light turned green and a car behind them honked impatiently, "Okay, geez," Dean muttered as they started moving. "Because... I was super horny and hadn't seen you in what, four months?" he continued, "And you're my best friend dude and you were looking particularly moody that day and yeah, maybe I'm just jealous and a little bitch." He sighed, defeated. 
Cas let out a low chuckle. 
"Oh shut up you smug fuck," Dean reached out and shoved a hand over Castiels face, his own now a particular shade of pink. 
Cas cleared his throat and picked up a level tone as Dean's hand fell away, "You know you can always ask to..."
"Oh yeah, I know," Dean interjected, "Just check in between hunts and saving the world and having Micheal locked up in my head and raising our kid to be like 'oh Cas,' I miss the feel of my skin against yours and how you make me act like a dumb teenager and that night in the cowboy hotel was the best of my life and I can't get you off my mind every time you leave. I got Sammy breathing down my neck constantly cause he knows and just wants to rub it in my face but I won't say anything because I refuse to talk about feelings with a sasquatch or like you know ever and I-." Dean's words started out sarcastic and ended with a desperate pout and Cas gave him a kind look, reaching to rest his hand gingerly on Dean’s thigh as the hunter let out a heavy exhale.  
Cas knew life was never easy, for any of them, but Dean was the most important thing to him, no matter how closed off or stubborn he could be. 
"So, you got jealous when a man looked at me with sexual intentions?"
"Cas, you're making me sound like a little bitch again." Dean huffed, the peachy blush crowding against his freckles a complete contrast with his deep manly tone and set, sloping jawline. 
"My apologies, Dean." Cas stated, his eyes soft, "I wanted to know what was going on, and that only works when you tell me." 
"I know, I know." Dean exhaled, "You know I'm not good at this stuff Cas, but I have missed you.. All this running around.. 'drives me crazy sometimes." Dean nodded his head down and looked up at the road through his eyelashes.
Cas silently noticed how after all these years Dean still seemed to physically shrink in on himself a little, anytime he showed vulnerability. Or rather, he wondered with disdain, who exactly had taught him this trait. The only time he seemed to release himself from those instincts is when he let Castiel have him in bed. And oh, how beautiful Dean was then. Bare and trembling under his hands. Never trying to be smaller.
"I've missed you too, Dean." He comforted, knowing no words could come to match how he felt being so often pulled from the man. He looked out the passenger window, watching the landscape slide by, "You know-" he thought aloud, an idea still churning in his mind, "Rowena still needs time to prepare the tracking spell.." He lowered his voice and gave Dean's thigh a gentle squeeze. 
Dean swallowed and tensed his hands around the steering wheel, seeming much more determined to get to where they were going. 
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Nothing Gold Can Stay by dollylux
Summary: Dean doesn't like Sam's new friend. More info: here
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strawlessandbraless · 1 month
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Angels: Brother, you have been chosen for this mission to save the righteous man from hell. But Castiel, hear me well. Do not covet the Michael Sword, big plans for that sword
*2 minutes later*
Castiel: I will lay claim to this living soul, rebuild him, mark him as my own, and carve my name into his ribs, gonna stare at him a lot, so much, gonna kiss him
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drulalovescas · 6 months
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Cas: jealous
Benny: amused
Dean: so fucking DONE
These three deserved a whole season together. Or preferably two seasons.
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spn-lesbian · 1 year
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Cas, drunkenly sobbing: and I keep trying to make Dean understand that I’m in love with him but he’s so oblivious and never understands it
Dean: when did you meet someone else named Dean?
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angelsberrymilk · 13 days
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Not at Sam saying "What are we?" to Dean with his whole pussy in season 8. Sir, that's not something you say to your brother.
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keistance · 1 year
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"he has a terrible personality" well yeah. obviously thats part of the charm
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iamharryhale · 4 months
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Cas: Are we dating?
Dean, choking on his drink: No— NO!
Cas: But you called me baby and sunshine this morning—
Dean: You’re my friend. I call all my friends that.
Crowley, in the distance, through tears: YOU NEVER CALL ME THAT!
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I really like to think that Cas was a little bit of a jealous bitch when he found himself on a trip with Benny and Dean in purgatory.
Like he’s all: “Oh! Look at that, Dean got information out of creatures who have been here for all of eternity just to find me.”
And then he sees Benny and he’s just like: “This mf better not have touched my man.”
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unlimitedhearts · 13 days
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Dean Winchester and Shawn Spencer would be making out sloppy style before the SPN/Psych crossover episode even got through the cold open send tweet
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the gold room by hathfrozen
Summary: Sam grew into wanting Dean the same way he grew into his bones. It isn’t something they can will or trick or ignore away. It isn’t something that can be undone. More info: here
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waywardseraph · 1 month
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I fixed it! Made this a little while ago but disliked some of the clip choices. Think it’s much better now. This edit is based around season 10. Figure You Out gave me jealous Castiel vibes and I definitely think Cas was jealous of Dean and Crowley’s summer of love.
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Masterlist
House of the Dragon
Aemond Targaryen
A Study of Dramatic Irony
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Summary: Y/n always had a crush on Aemond. Her close friendship with Helaena stopped her from crossing the fine line of friendship with Aemond, who silently returns her feelings.
Tropes: Jealousy, mutual pining, alternate universe (modern university setting), She/her reader
Fine Arts (i) Film Studies (ii) Drama Studies (iii)
Supernatural
Dean Winchester
“The thing about Dean was that he never said I love you. He always implied it, by his daily actions or loving looks, but he never truly uttered that three worded sentence. Instead, he always said: Don’t do anything stupid.”
Don’t Do Anything Stupid   
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moonlightspencie · 11 months
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Hello! I was wondering if I could make a Dean x Readed request where he's jealous of her and Sam, thinking they're together when they're actually just good friends? Love your writing!!
i’ll write a little drabble bc i do think this is a fun concept BUT im happy to tell you that i already have a full-length fic about this exact thing!! here’s the link to that
pairing: dean winchester x reader, platonic!sam winchester x reader
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Dean stared at the pair chatting across the table from him in the library. His brow was set, and his eyes hadn’t been on the screen of the laptop in a couple of minutes, now.
They were incessantly talking. Since when did they talk this much? Or get along this well?
Granted, it had been a few months since they’d last all seen each other. But things shouldn’t have changed between them that much. Unless…
“Hey,” Sam said, snapping Dean out of his haze. “What’s up with the death-glare?”
Dean raised a brow. “I’m not glaring.”
Sam glanced at his conversational partner, a smirk on his face.
“I think he’s glowering, then. Maybe just… aggressively staring,” she said, voice a little quiet for dramatic effect.
“Maybe if you two would get some work done instead of… makin’ eyes at each other—”
“‘Making eyes’?” she exclaimed with a laugh. “What are you talking about?”
“Sitting there staring at each other like you wanna rip each others clothes off. It’s gross.”
Her eyes went wide. She looked over at Sam, and he stared back with a quizzical look, giving a shrug.
“Dean, we’re not,” Sam started, then let out a frustrated sigh. “We’re friends. That’s it.”
“Since when are you this close?”
“Since he actually responds to all my messages and makes an effort to talk,” she said pointedly. “Maybe somebody wouldn’t be so jealous if he didn’t ignore half my texts.”
Dean’s face dropped. “I’m not jealous.”
She quirked a brow, staring back at him. Sam cleared his throat, standing up.
“I think I’m going to catch a quick shower before we leave tonight.”
She nodded, still watching Dean as he followed his brother’s movements until he was out of sight.
“People who aren’t jealous don’t stare. Just so you know,” she said with a smirk.
“Annoyed people do.”
“What exactly are you annoyed by? Two people being friends?”
He sighed, shaking his head and staring down at the tabletop. She leaned in slightly, catching his eye again.
“Just for the record, you wouldn’t have to be ‘annoyed’ if you’d just make a move already.”
With that, she stood and walked towards the kitchen, leaving a shocked and blushing Dean stuck to his chair.
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youchoseeachother · 1 year
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