#prince of hell!Castiel

[diabolimeservavit666]

Let's just discuss this for a moment.

First of all, this is one of my favorite GIFs even if I didn't like the scene that much. I want to discuss the acting of this very specific moment.

Sometimes I forget that Misha is the man whore of the cast until he shows it. What did the director tell him, anyway? "Act like you're in pain"? Well, uh, that's kind of the wrong kind of pain there... He looks like he likes it (in an erotic manner). This just goes to show that Misha will fuck anyone willing to fuck him. Castiel, of course, was trying to hold back the pain because Heaven forbid a Demon actually have the ability to hurt an Angel. It still looks slutty as AF either way.

I don't know what to say about Jared except he looks like he's taking a rather painful shit (since I'm going for comedy here). Misha looks like he's getting up the ass and Jared just looks... Anyway-

Then you have Parise who made this scene badass. Full macho mode and A+ acting on his part. Not going to lie, I liked this bit here a little too much. Then again, I had been mad at TFW for over two Seasons sk I felt this was perfect karma. I know I'm probably going to get gunned down for saying that. But that's what they get for going nuts slaughtering a man's family. Like what did they expect? Asmodeus to be like "Oh, yeah, that's fine. I hated those bitches, anyway." No, that man is known for his rage and he's loyal to his family. Not saying that he did Gabriel right because he didn't but he had every right in the World to be angry and people should start acknowledging that.

#anti tfw in general #pro achangels #pro/con princes of hell #con standing for conflicted #supernatural #spn 13x18 #bring 'em back alive #misha collins #castiel #jared padalecki #sam winchester #jeffrey vincent parise #asmodeus #richard speight jr #gabriel #archangels #princes of hell #team free will #if youre gonna kill a mans family #expect him to come after you #just saying #rip asmodeus #sure hes a dick but he did not deserve that #show the man a little respect #they wouldve done the same #if the situation was turned around #and they know it #goddamn hypocrites #who do they think they are?

[heartbroken-fangirl]

Shades of Ramick (Ramiel x Mick)

Domestic (Enjoing Each Other's Company)

Mischief & Jealousy (+ Protectiveness)

Sex (And a Very Seductive Demon)

Repercussions & Death (The Cost of Love)

Basically, how the relationship would go. I ship it, hardcore.

#ramiel x mick davies #ramiel #mick davies #jerry trimble #adam fergus #supernatural #princes of hell #british men of letters #hunter x demon #domestic #gay ship #gay smut #protective #jealousy #castiel #misha collins

[jouno-s]

ok i can’t get the ideas for a bsd x spn au out of my head so just work with me here for a little bit. just brainstorming. just having some fun!

— atsushi is sam, the kid doomed basically since birth, sought after by higher powers for his unique abilities. generally quite mellow and kind hearted but will be strong and aggressive if needs be

— chuuya is dean, the older brother, destined to be a vessel for a being far greater than himself; to be the sword that heaven can use as it pleases

— dazai is castiel, the angel who rebelled, the one being that could change the course of God’s creation

i think the DOA should (fittingly) be angels (minus bram), and i also think the port mafia should take up the majority of the angels’ numbers

the agency could be a mix of other monster hunters, or monsters themselves, whilst the hunting dogs are demons (perhaps the princes of hell?) and the guild are just randomly split up between monsters, demons and angels

(i think Q deserves to be jack.)

#bsd #bsd atsushi #bsd chuuya #bsd dazai #bungo stray dogs #bsd supernatural au #maybe the 4 members of the DOA excluding bram can be archangels #i can see nikolai as gabriel or lucifer #fyodor could be lucifer too actually #the hunting dogs as the princes of hell is suddenly taking over my brain #okay now i’m laughing picturing jouno as asmodeus #anyways this is just a long winded plan to bring soukoku as destiel to life #God bless tragic doomed toxic yaoi

[spudbestdog]

Redesign of Dean Winchester, after the events of The Princes of Hell, Purgatory, Leviathan, and the war against Demons, Dean would retire with Castiel in their bunker with their many children and adoption youth.

He is based on "Dean Winchester" from Supernatural.

Tell me what you think of him.

#supernatural #supernatural fanart #spn #spn fanart #dean winchester #Castiel #character design #redesign #art #earth-28

[13x02]

there is not doubt in my mind that belphegor purposefully picked jack's dead body to possess.

i don't know how many people are aware about belphegor as a prince of hell but one of his many roles is to sow discord among men.

don't forget he singled out castiel quite a bit. tried to dig under his skin about how sam and dean constantly use him. he wanted to watch cas turn his back on the winchesters. he wanted cas to say that he was tired of being used.

what better way to sway cas over than to use his dead son's face and voice?

#belphegor #belphegor spn #castiel #jack kline #unfortunately it did not work but i do wonder how it wouldve gone if cas Did get swayed maybe. #maybe if bel lied abt being able to bring jack back somehow actually

[queen-of-deans-booty]

A Film of Deception

Pairing: No Pairing

Word Count: ~1.8k

Warnings: angst, getting revenge for a loved one's death, being manipulated, torture

Request by anon: Hello can i request a imagine where the reader is a hybrid (half demon half witch) daughter of whatever demon (azazel, Asmodeus, Lilith, etc) who coming for vengeance after the Winchester and Castiel kill her parent and in the end they convinced her to be good? Some villain and powerful reader

Summary: The ones responsible for your father's death are Sam, Dean, and Castiel. They're the ones who are going to pay for what they've done. They killed your father... right?

Square Filled: angel blade (2020) for @heavenandhellbingo

Author’s Note: i appreciate any and all comments! <3

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Angel blade? Check. Hex bags? Check. An array of knives? Check. A leather jacket that’s also bulletproof? Check. High-heeled boots that can stab a man? Check. Anti-angel powder you created? Check. You grab two of your knives and holster them onto your thighs as well as slide the angel blade into your right boot. You really don’t need these weapons considering you’re half-demon, half-witch but you like to be prepared anyways.

You’re on the path of revenge and won’t stop until all three of your targets are dead. Pictures of them hang on your wall as a reminder that your father died for nothing, and they are going to pay for it with their lives. 

Sam Winchester. Dean Winchester. Castiel. Three dead men walking.

“I promise, Dad, I won’t fail you now,” you say to the sky.

Your dad isn’t in Heaven or Hell but in the Empty. He’s sleeping and won’t be able to hear you but on the off chance that he is, you want him to know you’re going to finish what was taken from him. Your dad is Asmodeus who was one of the most powerful Princes of Hell. He was doing great things for the world but couldn’t finish because he was done dirty by Sam, Dean, and Castiel. They’d always fight him every step of the way but he kept you out of family drama like that. He was focused on training you to rule next to him, to take over what he was doing. He did nothing but good things for the world. Yes, he was a demon, but he oversaw all those evil things and overcame them.

So, when you heard of his death and the people behind it, you started running on this revenge path to kill those responsible for your father’s death. There’s only one place in the world where these three would reside, and it’s in the most secure place in the world. A few higher-power Gods have gotten through the Bunkers warding, but you’re confident enough that you can bypass it as well.

After finishing your checklist, you stuff a picture of your dad into your breast pocket and head out. With your demonic and witch powers, you’re able to travel to the Bunker with just a thought. You’ve never been here before, but all you had to do was think of the last place your dad was in and go from there. This place is disgusting and filthy and red with the blood of their victims, ones that they can never wash away.

You’re going to burn it to the ground with their dead bodies still inside it.

The Bunker has advanced warding all around it to keep monsters out. They were very efficient in the 50s, but you’re not going to let that stop you. Asmodeus had taught you how to bypass shit like this and put you through many tests to make sure you were capable of doing so. You run your hand in the sky from left to right, allowing the warding to appear so you can physically see them. They glow dull blue and glitch in and out of existence but it’s enough for you to see which symbols you need to get rid of.

You take out a hex bag and open it up to reveal the contents. If you just alter some of the ingredients, you can make a magical spell that will erase the warding permanently. You use your magic to transform some of the ingredients into others, and you throw it at the symbol you want. The entire building shakes upon the removal of the warding symbol.

Whoever is inside will know you’re here so you have to work fast.

Sam, Dean, and Castiel are inside the library doing some research when they feel the building shake.

“What the hell is that?” Dean asks. Ten minutes later, the building shakes again. “Okay, that’s coming from here. Cas, can you see what it is?”

“Yes.”

Castiel stares at the ground as he projects his power to the outside of the Bunker to see what is going on. If he can’t find anything, he’d search the entire Bunker for the source. Castiel sees a young woman fiddling with a hex bag before throwing it at another warding. He loses concentration when the building shakes again.

“There’s someone trying to get in,” Castiel says. “She’s burning off the warding to bypass it, which means she’s not human. We need to prepare for an attack.”

Castiel and the brothers get ready for the attack just as you burn off the last warding. You leave your hex bags outside since you won’t need them anymore. You blast the front metal door clean off the hinges and walk inside the Bunker. It’s completely empty from what you can tell but you’re not going to let looks be deceiving. You walk down the metal stairs and peer into the library from the war room.

You hear it before you see it. The whiz of something flying right at you. You quickly move only to see an angel blade get stuck into the wall behind you. You slowly turn to the person who threw it with deadly black eyes, and Sam stands there with wide eyes. He really thought that was going to work. You use your demonic powers on Sam and throw him across the entire library into the telescope in the back. Dean steps out from behind a bookshelf but you’re way ahead of him. 

You teleport to right behind him and put both hands on either side of his head. He’s forced to his knees as you use your powers to burn his brain. His yells of pain are what cause Sam to push back his pain to help his brother.

“Dean!” Sam yells and starts to run at you.

You let go of Dean only to blast Sam into one of the concrete pillars. You keep him suspended in the air and turn to Dean who is now standing up. You don’t give him time to attack you and pin him to another pillar effortlessly. You slowly make a fist with your right hand and both brothers’ chests close up as if there is something weighing heavily on them.

“There’s a third one. Where is Castiel?” you ask.

Before they have a chance to answer, you’re tackled to the ground by the angel. His eyes glow bright blue with the more grace he’s using to subdue you. You smirk up at him completely unaffected by his efforts to stop you. Your eyes switch from their normal color to pitch black so you can let him know he’s not the one in charge.

“You’re no match for me,” you growl.

You reach into your pants pocket and grab a fistful of the powder you created to subdue angels. You shove the powder into his eyes and watch as it starts to burn him from the inside. Castiel cries out in pain and falls back, and you get up without a scratch on you. You lift the angel into the air and blast him into the war room, over the war table, and into the metal staircase. He hits it so hard that he actually bends the metal out of shape.

You turn back to the brothers who are still suspended in the air and grab a knife from one of your thigh holsters. You run the blade over Sam’s chest and press hard enough to draw blood. He tries not to let it show how much you’re hurting him even though you know it’s pretty painful. You move to Dean and do the same thing so they both have matching wounds.

“I’ve been waiting a long time to get you three completely at my mercy.”

“Who the fuck are you?” Dean gasps.

“You don’t know me but you know my father. Does Asmodeus ring a bell to any of you?” you ask angrily. Sam and Dean have a look of recognition across their faces. “You three will pay for his death. I’ll make it rain blood.”

You slash Sam and Dean again, this time on their legs.

“Asmodeus was the bad guy,” Castiel says from behind you. 

His eyes are red from the powder but he’s fighting through the pain to try and appeal to your humanity. You turn to Castiel with red-hot angry eyes.

“He was my father!” you yell. “He loved me and you killed him!”

You take the angel blade from your boot and throw it at Castiel as hard as you can. The angel blade impales Castiel’s shoulder and throws him into the wall so that the blade is stuck in the wall as well. He shouts in pain but he isn’t going anywhere. You turn to the older Winchester and grab his throat tightly with black eyes, and you unsheath one of your knives.

“Any last words?”

“We didn’t kill him,” Dean struggles to get out.

“Yes, you did! I saw you three leave the scene of the crime. He died here! I went to find him only to see but ash where he stood.”

“It wasn’t us,” Dean gasps when your hand gets tighter. “It was Gabriel, the archangel.”

False memories filter through your brain making you confused.

“Do not lie to me!”

You cut his brother as repentant for Dean’s lies.

“We’re not lying. Asmodeus kidnapped Gabriel and tortured him for his grace. He was chugging the stuff to get more powerful.”

You let go of Dean’s neck and take a step back from him.

“No, you’re lying to me. My dad was loving and caring.”

“He was a psycho maniac who only cared about power,” Sam bites out. “He was manipulating you into thinking he loved you.”

The memories you have of your dad being loyal and loving are replaced with memories of the truth. Your father trained you and helped you hone your powers to make you more powerful only to steal a bit of power each and every day. No, he was a loving father. Then why are you having these memories replaced? Has he been manipulating you even after he died? Your magic is released on Sam and Dean so they fall to the ground in heaps of coughs and groans. You cry out in pain and clutch your head tightly.

“Stop putting these memories in my head!”

“We’re not the ones doing it. Your dad was evil but you don’t have to be,” Sam says gently. “You can choose a different path than he did.”

You’re even more confused now. You don’t immediately want to kill them because you’re confused as to who your father really was. In order to determine that, you need to go back and look into his life through the victims he had and the people he associated with.

“What have I done?” you whisper fearfully.

Castiel grabs the handle of the angel blade and yanks it out of the wall with his incredible strength.

“You were manipulated. You didn’t know what you were doing,” Sam says.

“I’m so sorry,” you cry and back away from them.

You quickly leave the Bunker to rethink your entire life’s purpose. Everything you thought you knew is a complete lie. You have no idea who you are anymore.

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[insanepoll]

WELCOME TO THE INSANE CHARACTER TOURNAMENT

Here's where your favourite insane characters will battle to the death for the first spot! More below the "keep reading" line.

Pre-match rounds start April 12th at 1PM (EDT)! Each round will have 24h to vote. For propaganda, you can go ahead and submit it in the askbox or through normal submissions. If you want to post your own propaganda, be sure to tag me so I can reblog it! I hope to see y'all there!!!

Round 1-A matches:

Alex Kralie (Marble Hornets) VS The Antagonist (Hatred (2015))

Drusilla (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) VS Hisoka (Hunter x Hunter)

Tokishige Usami (Golden Kamuy) VS Enerjak (Sonic the Hedgehog)

Harry Du Bois (Disco Elysium) VS Evan (EverymanHYBRID)

Azula (ATLA) VS Knock Knock (Phantom Spirits (2002))

Eric Cartman (South Park) VS Wade Wilson / Deadpool (Marvel)

Orochimaru (Naruto) VS WINNER PRE-MATCH I

Sasuke Uchiha (Naruto Shippuden) VS Delirium (Sandman)

Castiel (Supernatural) VS Simon Keyes (Ace Attorney Investigations 2)

Opal Koboi (Artemis Fowl) VS Bibble (Barbie Fairytopia)

Hamlet (The Tragical History of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark) VS The Observer (TribeTwelve)

Misty Quigley (Yellowjackets) VS Lestat de Lioncourt (Interview with the Vampire)

Will Graham (NBC Hannibal) VS Shou Tucker (FMA)

Ophelia (The Tragical History of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark) VS Starscream (Transformers)

Bill Cipher (Gravity Falls) VS WINNER PRE-MATCH II

The Narrator (Fight Club) VS Gamzee Makara (Homestuck)

Round 1-B matches:

Dabi (My Hero Academia) VS Shinobu Sensui (Yu Yu Hakusho)

The entire cast of Blaseball (Blaseball) VS Trexel Geistman (Stellar Firma)

Seo Moon-jo (Strangers from Hell) VS Sammy Lawrence (Bendy and the Ink Machine)

Sebastian Morgenstern (The Shadowhunter Chronicles) VS GIR (Invader Zim)

Aerion Targaryen (A Song of Ice and Fire) VS Lucille Bluth (Arrested Development)

Dottore (Genshin Impact) VS Helena (Orphan Black)

GLaDOS (Portal (Game Series)) VS WINNER PRE-MATCH III

Dr. Franken Stein (Soul Eater) VS Tyrian Callows (RWBY)

Samarie (Fear and Hunger 2: Termina) VS Mahito (Jujutsu Kaisen)

Cersei Lannister (A Song of Ice and Fire) VS Lee Dongsik (Beyond Evil)

Anakin Skywalker / Darth Vader (Star Wars) VS Rebecca Bunch (Crazy Ex-girlfriend)

John Kramer (Saw) VS The Mad Hatter (Alice in Wonderland)

Light Yagami (Death Note) VS Komaeda Nagito (Danganronpa 2)

The Master (Doctor Who) VS Simon Laurent (Infinity Train)

Gollum (Lord of the Rings) VS WINNER PRE-MATCH IV

Roman Roy (Succession) VS Jack (The Shining)

Round 1-C matches:

Jinx (Arcane) VS Niki Sanders / Jessica Sanders (Heroes)

Micolash, Host of the Nightmare (Bloodborne) VS Professor Henry Hidgens (Hatchetfield)

Victor Frankenstein (Frankenstein) VS Cicero (Skyrim)

Renfield (Dracula) VS Dr. Gregory House (House MD)

Tim Drake (DC) VS Ultra Violet (Lego Ninjago)

Donatello Hamato (ROTTMNT) VS Spamton G. Spamton (Deltarune)

The Ice King (Adventure Time) VS WINNER PRE-MATCH V

Villanelle (Killing Eve) VS Kira Yoshikage (Jojo's Bizarre Adventure)

Max (Sam and Max) VS Loki (The Mechanisms)

Darcy (Amphibia) VS Cheryl Tunt (Archer)

Harrowhark Nonagesimus (The Locked Tomb) VS Dr. Baxter Stockman (TMNT 2003)

Izzy (Total Drama) VS Alfred Drevis (Mad Father)

Michael Distortion (The Magnus Archives) VS Vegas Theerapanyakul (Kinnporsche)

Doomguy (Doom) VS Gabriel Agreste (Miraculous)

Ben Chang (Community) VS WINNER PRE-MATCH VI

Fëanor (The Silmarillion) VS Ryuki (AI: The Somnium Files)

Round 1-D matches:

Eliot Cardale / Eli Ever (Villains Duology) VS Knives Millions (Trigun)

Denji (Chainsaw Man) VS Bubby (Half Life: VR but the AI is Self Aware)

Tsukishima Hajime (Golden Kamuy) VS Alucard (Hellsing Ultimate)

Hannibal Lecter (NBC Hannibal) VS Heathcliff (Wuthering Heights)

Johnny C. (Johnny The Homicidal Maniac) VS Leopold Fitz (Marvel)

Midori (Your Turn To Die) VS Ken Kaneki (Tokyo Ghoul)

Pugsley Addams (The Addams Family) VS WINNER PRE-MATCH VII

Billy Lenz (Black Christmas (1974)) VS Grell Sutcliff (Black Butler)

Goro Akechi (Persona 5) VS Fintan Pyren (Keeper of the Lost Cities)

Galahad (The Mechanisms) VS Alexander Hilbert (Wolf 359)

Armand (Interview with the Vampire) VS Spinel (Steven Universe)

Jīn Guāngyáo (Mo Dao Zu Shi (The Untamed)) VS Himiko Toga (My Hero Academia)

Morgana Pendragon (BBC Merlin) VS Nikolai Gogol (Bungo Stray Dogs)

Harley Quinn (DC) VS Xue Yang (Mo Dao Zu Shi (The Untamed))

Eren Jaeger (Attack on Titan) VS WINNER PRE-MATCH VIII

Chat Blanc (Miraculous) VS Volo (Pokemon Legends Arceus)

But first, we'll have the pre-match rounds that will determine if any of the following characters that almost didn't survive the cut will manage to secure a spot in the competition! They are as follows:

PRE-MATCH I: Caleb (Blood (1997)) VS Tuco Salamanca (Better Call Saul)

PRE-MATCH II: Pinkie Pie (My Little Pony) VS Amy Kirio (Mairimashita! Iruma-kun)

PRE-MATCH III: Magic Man (Adventure Time) VS Mindbender (GI Joe Renegades)

PRE-MATCH IV: Jevil (Deltarune) VS Midari Ikishima (Kakegurui)

PRE-MATCH V: Dennis Reynolds (It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia) VS Eddie Gluskin (Outlast)

PRE-MATCH VI: Vanilla Ice (Jojo's Bizarre Adventure) VS Roberto (Futurama)

PRE-MATCH VII: Jonathan Crane / The Scarecrow (DC) VS Annie Wilkes (Misery)

PRE-MATCH VIII: Ben Linus (Lost) VS Kristoph Gavin (Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney)

#insane character poll #info insane character poll #disclaimer about deadpool: he is canonically insane due to the experiments that gave him his healing factor #he once stabbed weasel bc he ate his snack. dont @ me #sorry for the wait and also if there's any spelling mistakes #tumblr bracket #tumblr polls #tumblr tournament #character tournament #poll #polls #info banner

[missjackil]

Supernatural Battle of the Episodes!!

Regarding Dean takes home its first official win! I managed to have a Senior moment and totally skipped an episode, so I will run that one today! 😊

Who's up today Chuck?

Chuck: Today we have Stuck in the Middle (With You) - Mary brings the boys with her, along with another hunter to track down a demon who is actually a Yellow Eyed Demon named Ramael, Prince of Hell. Mary refrains for mentioning this to the boys, or that he has The Colt and she has to steal it, and gets her friend killed and almost Castiel.

#supernatural #spn #episode battle #polls #i like this episode #but not as much as RD

[goldenraeofsun]

Day 2: Pillow Talk

“Seriously?” Dean groans as Benny finishes giving him his assignment.

“It’s an all hands on deck situation,” Benny says sympathetically.

Dean swears under his breath. “Why can’t the Prince just marry his cousin like every other silver spooned jackass? Why a contest?”

“I have no idea,” Benny says dryly. “But all the hopefuls arrive tomorrow.” He raises an eyebrow. “You might be guarding their bedchambers, but that’s no reason for funny business, you hear me?”

Dean crosses his heart. “I swear to God.”

“With the way you sin, it’s a miracle you can walk over the threshold of the Church without bursting into flames,” Benny scoffs. “Keep it in your pants, brother.”

Dean throws him a look. “I like my dick where it is, thank you very much. Michael’s had people castrated –” they both wince “– for a lot less.”

“Keep that in mind for the three days, and you should be fine,” Benny says, clapping him on the shoulder as he leaves.

The next day features a parade of carriages, each more elaborate than the last in a (probably successful) attempt to impress Prince Michael, the shallow son of a bitch. One candidate, Prince Bartholomew, shows up with half a dozen pure white horses and twice as many pieces of luggage. The man packed five hat boxes, for fuck’s sake.

Even Dean, a knight, is called in to help haul it all inside. At least Jo takes pity on them and pleads with her mother in the kitchens for early access to the welcome feast’s vast array of desserts.

That night, Dean stuffs himself full along with the rest of the king's guard. He snickers behind his goblet with Jo and Benny as all the newly arrived royals fall over themselves to make the best impression on Michael. Forget Uriel, reputedly the funniest royal jester in generations. Dean hasn’t laughed this hard in months.

After dinner, Dean lags behind for another refill of wine and serving of pie. He chats with the servants sent to clean up after all the royals, but his (hilarious) reenactment of Princess Hester’s disastrous attempt at poetry gets interrupted by a flurry of footsteps and a shout, “Where’s the Prince?”

Dean and everyone else pauses to stare at Ed, doubled over with his hands braced on his knees and gasping for breath. Into the loaded silence, Dean says, “He retired for bed twenty minutes ago.”

“Well then,” Ed blusters, “someone's gotta go wake him up! There’s been another arrival.”

Dean nearly inhales his next sip of wine. He tips his goblet in Ed's direction in invitation. “You wanna do the honors?”

“Me?” Ed goes pale, his face a mask of shock and maybe fear.

Dean snorts. “Yeah, that’s what I thought. We’ll tell him in the morning,” he pauses, rolling his eyes, “unless you wanna spend the next two days in the stocks for waking his highness up.” He hauls himself to his feet. “It can’t be anybody important at this hour, anyway.”

“A Castiel,” Ed supplies.

“Like I thought,” Dean says, satisfied. He’s never heard of anyone by that name before. “Where is he?”

“Waiting in the entryway.”

“Seriously?” Dean takes off, Ed hot on his heels.

“I’m not even sure he is a contestant,” Ed pipes up.

Dean stops dead. “What the hell are you talking about?”

“He…” Ed drifts off, fiddling with the hem of his shirt. “He said he was invited, but he walked here.”

“And you were going to wake up the Prince for that?” Dean asks, throwing up his hands.

“I didn’t know what to do!” Ed flails.

“Not that,” Dean says with a loud laugh. “Tell you what, I’ll deal with this Castiel. You, go find Tara and tell her we’ve got another one. I think there’s room in the fourth bedroom in the East Wing.”

As Ed runs off, Dean throws open the doors where a wet, bedraggled man waits. Evidently, it started raining sometime during the feast. The man carries a single bag and stands alone in the vast entryway.

Dean can see why even a lunkhead like Ed had his suspicions about the his princely claims. “Hey,” Dean says, moving to stick out his hand to shake before he thinks better of it and dips in a half-bow. 

“Hello,” the man says, dipping his head in a decently royal nod.

“I’m Sir Dean of Winchester,” he says. “Sorry for the limited welcome. Prince Michael and most of the staff are already in bed.”

“I guessed as much,” Castiel says ruefully. “I know the invitation said to arrive earlier, but my carriage was robbed on the way here, and my servant needed medical attention.”

“Servant?” Dean echoes dubiously. The entryway is empty except for them.

Castiel sighs. “We believed his leg was broken, so he stayed in the next village on our route to recuperate.”

Dean hums in an almost-sympathetic tone. Something about this guy wasn’t pinging quite right with him, but he didn’t seem dangerous, and Dean was frankly too tired and full of pie to give two shits. “We’re getting your chambers set up, so if you’ll follow me.”

Castiel hitches his bag higher on his shoulder. “Thank you.”

* * *

At breakfast, Castiel sticks out like a sore thumb in his (now dry) clothes from the night before. Still, he wears an unbelievably stoic face as Princess Rachel and Prince Ezra mock him in blatant stage-whispers.

Either this Castiel is the most proper of royals – or the most cunning of conmen.

Whatever the case, it’s not Dean’s job to care. It’s a win-win as far as he’s concerned, either Michael marries a grifter and gets what’s coming to him, or he marries some poor, penniless prince who will finally be able to afford a proper retinue.

Throughout the day, he watches Michael put his “guests” through their paces.

He takes them on a tour of the gardens, featuring a parsley plant hidden among the ridiculously maintained flowerbeds. For missing the herb, Prince Ezra and Prince Ishim get kicked out.

At lunch, Michael weeds out the royals who don’t notice the honey cake served for dessert was made of sugar instead of honey.

Castiel is actually the first one to point it out, saying he sympathizes with the kitchen trying to make do among the bee blight sweeping the continent.

The honey trap snags Prince Virgil, Duke Tyrus, and Princess Duma.

“Twenty crowns on Naomi,” Jo says in an undertone as the remaining contestants gather in the conservatory, all looking a bit twitchy around the eyes. “She’s crafty.”

“I’ll take that bet,” Benny says with a chuckle. “Anna's got my vote. You always have to watch out for the quiet ones.”

They both turn to Dean expectantly.

He grimaces. After a beat, he admits, “I like Castiel.”

They both turn their laughs into coughs at the last second as Michael glares at them from across the room for disrupting his thrilling lecture on the dullest era of the history of the kingdom.

“Like taking money from a baby,” Jo says in an undertone as they all shake on it.

* * *

That night, Dean’s asleep on his feet outside the contestants’ bed chamber when the whisper of a closing door makes him jerk to attention. “Wazzat?”

Castiel freezes. “I couldn’t sleep, so I thought I would go for a walk.”

“At this hour?” Dean asks incredulously.

Castiel’s lips purse. “This castle has far fewer windows than mine. I’m not used to seeing so little nature.”

Dean gestures to the closest window. “It’s past midnight, dude. You can’t see jack shit out there.”

Castiel sighs. In a lower voice, he amends, “I needed a reprieve from that room. It’s…” he drifts off, searching for a diplomatic way to describe the lion’s den beyond the chamber door.

“A shitshow,” Dean supplies.

“Quite,” Castiel agrees with a barely-there smile. “I’m not sure if you heard Gadreel accusing Malachi of short sheeting his bed –”

“Hard to miss that screaming match.” Dean gestures down the hall. “Gardens are this way. After you, your majesty,” he says, with only the slightest hint of mockery.

Castiel rolls his eyes. “You don’t believe my story either.”

Truthfully, Dean hasn’t made up his mind yet. “I’ve heard taller tales in my day.”

The corners of Castiel’s mouth quirk up in a real smile, and Dean forcefully tamps down the fluttering in the pit of his stomach. “Thank you, Sir Dean.”

“You remembered my name,” Dean blurts as they make their way through the silent castle. By Dean’s estimate, Jo should be swinging by in ten minutes to relieve him, so he’s not abandoning his post – just leaving early.

“Of course,” Castiel says, his brow furrowing.

“Duke Zachariah called me ‘hey you’ all day.”

“Zachariah is an ass,” Castiel says flatly. “He’s incredibly insecure for being a duke in the wealthiest kingdom on the continent, and being surrounded by actual royalty makes him all the worse.”

Dean turns to him in surprise. “Did you know him before this?”

“I've never met the man before this week,” Castiel says. “But I’ve seen his type before in my own court.”

“In your court,” Dean repeats, “of course.”

Castiel chuckles at his disbelief.

“And which kingdom do you actually come from again?” Dean asks, his tone all innocence.

“Rexford.”

Dean whistles. “The one kingdom with a near complete ban on trade and strict border control. Smart.”

Castiel shakes his head. “It doesn’t really matter to me if anyone believes me or not.”

“It doesn’t?”

“Well, I hope Prince Michael will believe me,” Cas admits as they step out into the moonlit gardens. “It would be a poor setup for a marriage to start with doubts.”

“But why Mikey?” Dean asks before he can stop himself. “From what I’ve heard, Rexford is doing fine without any official foreign alliances.”

Castiel ducks his head, turning to study some purple flower thing. “It’s not about an alliance. I –” he breaks off, and Dean can make out the color of his flush in the dark. “I haven’t connected with anyone in Rexford, and I was looking for a spouse right as Michael’s invitation came, so I thought it must be fate.”

Quietly, Dean says, “I don’t believe in fate.”

Castiel straightens. “Do you believe in love at first sight?”

Dean’s mouth goes dry. Not first sight, no. But second or third? Stranger things have happened. He nods anyway.

“Then that’s why I’m here,” Castiel says with a sort of finality that makes Dean’s heart sink like a stone.

* * *

Castiel survives day two. By the next night, only four other contestants remain:Naomi, Bartholomew, Balthazar, and Miriam. To Benny’s chagrin, Anna doesn’t spot the mismatched threads in a tapestry and gets sent home before dinner.

After dinner, Dean stops by the kitchens for an extra helping of dessert – he eats his feelings, sue him – and finds Ellen snacking on a bunch of peas.

“Odd choice,” he points out as he digs into the dregs of an apple pie.

Ellen shrugs. “Michael needed them for his latest test.”

Dean makes a face. “What the hell was he doing with peas?”

“Putting them under our visitor’s mattresses, of course,” Ellen says with a smirk. “I figure he’s finally cracked, but it’s not my place to say.”

“Of course not,” Dean says, his mind spinning. “Let me guess, they’re supposed to feel a goddamn pea under their beds’?”

“Their beds plus a dozen extra mattresses,” Ellen confirms. “I’m surprised you didn’t get roped into hauling them to their rooms.”

Dean shakes his head, his gut twisting with apprehension. Nobody could feel a teeny-tiny pea under all that crap.

But Cas has his heart set on winning Michael.

Dean all but sprints out of the kitchens.

“Good night to you too!” Ellen calls from behind him.

* * *

With his pockets weighed down with rocks stolen from the garden, Dean sidles into the contestants’ bedchambers. The five remaining beds are piled high with mattresses. Dean whistles at the sight.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Bartholomew sneers down at him from atop his springy tower.

Dean suppresses the urge to flip him off. “My guard duty, your highness.”

“You haven’t before,” Bart retorts.

“There’s a lot more hiding places for assassins now, isn’t there?” Dean says, gesturing to the tall shadows cast by each bed. “But if you want to get murdered in the middle of the night, I’ll just tell the Prince you sent me away –”

Bart settles back in bed, saying loudly to the ceiling six inches from his nose, “Do you rounds and get out.”

Unseen, Dean finally flips him off. He sneaks around the ladies’ beds, smiling up at Naomi as she peers suspiciously down at him from her pile of mattresses.

Luckily, Cas’s bed is at the far corner of the room. The luck of the last contestant to arrive.

“Hey, Cas,” Dean says in a low voice as he stands out of sight from the rest of Cas’s temporary roommates.

The stack of mattresses sways dangerously as Cas turns over, and Dean smiles as Cas's head pops into view over the edge of the topmost one. He clutches a pillow to his chest like a shield, which Dean can get behind. It won’t cushion much of the fall if Cas rolls right off, but it’s better than nothing. “Hello, Dean,” Cas says.

“I –” Dean starts, but words fail him. Instead, he puts a finger to his lips for Cas to be quiet. With his other hand, he shoves his rocks under the highest mattress he can reach. 

“What are you –”

“You love him? You want to win?” Dean whispers in his quietest voice. “This is how. Trust me.” And before Cas can say another word and ruin his big chance at the crown, he scurries out of the room.

* * *

Dean sneaks back in before dawn and makes a beeline for Cas’s bed. Miraculously, nobody wakes up but Cas, who sleepily blinks down at him as Dean removes the rocks. 

“Sleep well?” Dean asks in a low voice.

“No,” Cas grumbles.

“Good,” Dean says shortly. “Make sure you tell Michael that.”

At breakfast, Michael asks how everyone’s night went. Miriam complains about the blankets unacceptable thread count. Naomi calls out the substandard geese whose feathers stuffed her pillows. Balthazar says one leg of his bed was obviously shorter than the others. Bartholomew tells a nutjob story that sounds more like a nightmare than anything that could realistically happen on Jo's watch.

“And you?” Michael turns to Cas. “How did you sleep?”

Cas takes a sip from his water glass as Dean waits, his heart in his throat, for Cas to answer and skip off into the sunset with his new husband. 

“Never better,” Cas says with a small smile.

Dean’s jaw nearly falls to the floor.

Michael stands stock still, his posture tense, and eyes narrowing. Without a warning, he jumps to his feet and sends his plate, silverware, and goblet crashing to the floor. “Out!” he barks, “Everybody, get out!”

Naomi and Bartholomew each jump to placate Michael, but Cas only has eyes for Dean. “Come with me.”

Dumbly, Dean stands and follows Cas out of the hall. They stop outside the contestant chambers. As the door closes behind them, Dean blurts, “Why’d you lie?”

“Why did you help me last night?” Cas counters.

Dean looks away, ashamed his big gesture was all for nothing. “Dunno.”

“Don’t you know lying to a royal is a punishable offense?” Cas asks, and Dean freezes at the teasing tone of his question.

“I,” Dean rubs the back of his neck, his cheeks heating, “I just wanted to make you happy.”

“You make me very happy,” Cas says, and Dean stares after him in confusion as Cas strides the length of the room for his bag. He roots around before producing a handful of coins.

Dean backs away as Cas approaches, money in hand. “You don’t have to pay me,” he says, shaking his head. “I didn’t help you out expecting any favors.”

“No, you didn’t,” Cas agrees. He presses a few coins onto Dean. “That’s why I’m giving this to you.”

“Cas,” Dean says helplessly, and, god this is the last time he sees those blue eyes.

“You don’t want to inspect it?” Cas asks. “Rexford currency is very rare outside of our borders, of course.”

Dean looks down at the coins because he’ll do anything Cas asks him to at this point. But, hang on, the face stamped on the gold –

“You’re the king?”

Cas smiles shyly. “A king in need of a spouse, yes.”

Dean swallows. “But you threw Michael’s last test.”

“I did,” Cas nods, “because I was looking for someone who was kind, brave, and clever.”

Dean feels like he’s missing something, something big, judging by the twinkle in Cas’s eye.

“Michael has none of those qualities,” Cas adds, which Dean has known for years. “But you –”

“Me?”

Cas takes a step closer. “Yes, you. From the moment we met, I sensed we shared a more profound bond, the exact thing I came here to find.” He tilts his head. “So what do you say, Sir Dean?”

Dean can’t think of a single thing to say so he pulls Cas in for a kiss.

#suptober22 #rae writes fic #destiel #fanfic #destiel fanfic #royalty au #knight dean #fairytale au #prince castiel

[commonpigeon]

i can't even describe the situation in other fandom terms. they brought in a new character for this season and made jaskier bisexual and he kissed him and it can only end in disaster for them both. its like if in season 15 they introduced a demon called bundo and castiel declared his love to him and got sucked into goop hell and dean wasn't even aware of it. its like if in season 3 they did have a secret episode and prince harry seduced sherlock in a shed and john is at home on the sofa watching 8 out of 10 cats do countdown

#the witcher spoilers

[vaicomcas]

"we are not gonna let you walk away"

12x19, The future. One of the several times Castiel actually rebelled from the Winchesters.

Cas, channeling Jack, triumphed over a Prince of Hell. (He said, it was me, but it was also Jack. It's true. Look at both the silver and gold in his eyes. They were together.)

Dean and Sam looked at Castiel's power, slack-jawed.

But even though Castiel treated them with warmth and friendship, healing Dean's arm without being asked, Castiel's power made them hostile and suspicious, just like always. They refused to accept Castiel's judgment, Castiel's faith.

And just like in Season 6, Castiel's pleas for their trust and support fall on deaf ears.

But Castiel made his choice. He followed his own decision, and walked away from the Winchesters.

Well done, Cas!

(what happened next)

#castiel #12x19 #Dean critical #sam critical #winchesters critical #castiel's free will was all his own #What they did after this was despicable #He would be punished for his defiance #but for now I celebrate Castiel's freedom #Bitter Cas feelings for another post #justice for castiel

[ckneal]

I need a human AU that acknowledges Jack and the Princes of Hell as all being Lucifer’s children. I want Kelly putting Castiel’s name down on Jack’s birth certificate, because she and Cas are buddies, and he was there for her every step of the way during her pregnancy, while Lucifer just kept calling in with excuses and sending random people Kelly had never seen before to hold her hand during doctor’s visits. Then Cas takes baby Jack home to his boyfriend, who he has not spoken to for weeks, maybe months, and surprises him with a new addition to their little family.

Meanwhile, Lucifer is blowing up Castiel’s phone with “Hey! That’s not fair, give me a chance to be a father!”

“Lucifer, you have four adult children.” 

“I have what now?”

Cue Dagon rolling her eyes in the background, because she appeared in half of Kelly’s instagram stories during the pregnancy, all of which were tagged “proudbigsis” because Lucifer literally made her. 

Also cue Asmodeus letting out a scandalized gasp, because he’s been quietly living in Lucifer’s basement for the past however many years without Lucifer seeming to notice. Mainly because Lucifer is determined not to directly acknowledge his affiliation with any of his older children. Most people think that it’s messed up, then they meet Chuck, and realize where Lucifer got the idea from.

At one point, Lucifer convinces Michael to reason with Castiel, but every time he goes to the Winchester residence, Michael runs into their babysitter, and suddenly the whole day disappears, and Michael finds himself sitting in the kitchen, spoon-feeding baby Jack some pureed peas while Adam’s chatting with him about how Jack’s such a sweet kid, he doesn’t even mind watching him around his shifts at the hospital.

Can someone write that, but you know, better? 

#my thoughts

[angeltiddies]

castiel: i am going to rescue the michael sword from hell and i am going to feel so powerful saving such a strong man we are going to bond over our combined power and masculinity

dean: *exists*

castiel: this is not a sword this is the most beautiful human being i have ever seen im going to make sure all his freckles are in the right spot i am going to make his eyelashes so long and pretty his lips are so pretty i love them i am going to make his hips so flexible about this <3 mwah my greatest creation goodnight sweet prince <3

[shallowstories]

Looking for a proofreader for this next long one!

Not active yet, but here's what it looks like so far. The synopses and stuff need work, and I plan on reading two writing books before really gritting down and hyperfocusing, so I'll probably be doing this late spring and early summer!

EDIT: AJ might proof for me hallelujah and oh lord I cannot fuck this up ////

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For your crimes against the most high

Multi POV: Drafted 6/13 chapters

"For you have made your worthless knowledge known to human consorts, and through this comes much evil on the earth: for you have taught them war mongering, domination, and murder."

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Synopsis: When Sam and Dean offer themselves up to save the world, Chuck plays it cool, vetoing the idea of a Winchester Bowl. But when Dean mentions Castiel, Chuck flies into a rage, insisting that Cas was nothing more than a divine catfishing scheme.

Sam strikes back, charging that Chuck’s full of shit, and that his focus on familial sacrifice is the source of his God-powers. Chuck's answer? A forty-day flood.

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Timeline: Supernatural post-15x18, mid 15x19 fic

Focus: Canon-typical misuse of world religions, Fantastical retelling of The Book of Enoch, References to child sacrifice, The root of Castiel's miraculous resurrections, Polytheism, Angels as lesser deities, Wherein praying to angels is a sin, Hunters are conceived as sacred executioners, Accidental angelolatry, Michael moves like the war lord he is, Lucifer and Nephilim back story, The Great Flood and its Consequences, The Princes of Hell and the Shedim, Azazel tries to use Jack to open the portal to the Shedim, Primordial eve, jealous gods, Chuck tries to convince you that angels are all just Him in Disguise and the Winchesters are his puppetted holy honey traps

Characters: Dean/Castiel, Dean & Sam, Sam & Dean & Cas & Jack, Michael, Michael/Adam if you squint, Lucifer, Chuck Shurley, Azazel and the Special Children, Historical Nephilim

Content warning: Major character death (Castiel), gratuitous references to Deliverance, and mishmashing of world religions without much care to accuracy. Eventual happy ending.

Updates are somewhat irregular but am persistently writing this one, I promise!

Proofread by (TBD).

❤️

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Ch 01: If he even existed (~4000 words, ~16 minutes) - Sam POV Ramping up his existential torture, Chuck insists that Cas was nothing more than sexy self-insert. During the face-off, Sam wonders if Chuck’s focus on familial sacrifice is more than an obsession but where he gets his power.

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Ch 02: At sea (~6000 words, ~24 minutes) - Sam POV Team Free Will 3.0 flees to higher ground, and the weight of grief hangs heavy. Michael is bothered by Chuck's sudden disinterest in the idea of the Winchesters killing one another.

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Ch 03: Wish you were h- (~6000 words, ~24 minutes) - Dean POV Things will never be like they were with Jack, but for a moment, Dean gets to pretend. (Jack shares photos from one of his and Castiel's ghost cases, where they apparently got up-close-and-personal with wingsuit base jumping.)

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Ch 04: Make war to me (~7000 words, ~28 minutes) - Dean POV Processing Chuck's taunts, Dean has a vivid dream of Cas. He emerges with a renewed faith in the future.

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Ch 05: You have fixed nothing (~6200 words, ~25 minutes) - Jack POV Morale tanks. Jack's mood takes a turn for the worse. Michael returns bearing gifts.

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The rest are still more heavily in work, and might change, but here's what it's lookin' like so you can see if it's something you might wanna proofread:

(GRAPHIC STILL IN WORK, the bloody spearing of two fish) Ch 06: Someone special (~8000 words, ~32 minutes) - Michael tries his best to stabilize Jack's energy issues. On a supply run, Dean and Jack run afoul of the special children, and Azazel reveals he's been waiting for this to happen all along.

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Tentative list of updates:

Ch 07: Psychic boy blues - Sam POV - TBD - When the door breaks down, the last person Sam expects to see is Jake Talley.

Ch 08: Careful, bridge may ice - Dean POV - TBD - And the worst part of it all is that Lucifer told Michael this would happen. Long ago.

Ch 09: The wilderness we call home - Sam POV - TBD

Ch 10: Bring on the Nephilim - Jack POV - TBD

Ch 11: Declarations of war - Dean or Cas POV? - TBD

Ch 12: Against my better judgment - Cas or Sam or Jack POV? - TBD

Ch 13: It ain't much (working title) - Dean POV - TBD

#anyone has time over summer to help me with this fic let me knoooow #proofreading #beta reader #that's my queue #i'm scheduling this for tomorrow because it's in fact after midnight

[byakuren100]

Hazbin Hotel

I have been watching the Hazbin hotel series for a while and my oc is the son of Michael and he has had enough had all these big expectation put on him and he was always pushed to be number one he was fine with being 2nd best but the silver city expected the don of Prince of heaven to be number 1. Then at a tournament that the silver city threw he had enough and told his father the prince of heaven that it would have been better to not have been born at at as his son because all his life has know pain. With his father always putting high expectation and the rest of the angels only hurting and not helping Castiel. SO Infront of the silver city he rejected the Holy light and tears his wings off and falls. Along his fall he hears the holy father voice helping him and giving the gift of omnipotence.

Castiel lands in hell and begins to earn his place hiding from his uncle and trying to contact Charlie about her redemption idea good thing Castiel father had him as treasurer. Castiel building his own criminal empire and succeeding in many endeavors.

#hazbin oc #hazbin hotel #alastor #charlie morningstar #lucifer magne #michael #heavenly #god

[13x02]

it's a shame jack never got to meet crowley i think they would have been besties to the anger of everyone else.

jack in a I WENT TO HELL AND ALL I GOT WAS THIS STUPID T-SHIRT he got from crowley. crowley gives jack random hearts from stuff. dw where crowley gets them. it's just a little snack for his favorite of tfw 2.0. crowley and jack go to the movies to judge horror movie inaccuracies. jack is regularly going to hell and he keeps telling demons not to call him prince or whatever because of lucifer. he kills a few of them and crowley pretends not to notice since he also hates lucifer. they gossip together. crowley gives him a little shrunken head phone to call him to hang out. jack regularly does and he does it anytime he fights with tfw 2.0.

sam is in agony, but he knows jack needs some friends but does it have to be crowley. castiel isn't sure how to deal with his son loving his ex that much. dean keeps threatening to ground jack somehow like he didn't have that summer of love with crowley.

this ends with jack also befriending rowena btw. and rowena and crowley getting along only for jack's sake. they poison each others drinks and jack feels left out for not getting poisoned. they poison jack. make him a real member of their little fucked up family.

#jack kline #crowley #rowena macleod #fergus macleod #They would have been unstoppable together ): #he would have called jack a n animal that seems cute but is fucking dangerous #perhaps calling jack a coyote even