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happy 20 years to the 15 year long hate crime. you ruined my life and stole my youth and i miss you every day. whatever.
sorry did you think this would be anything other than excruciatingly awkward
bonus:
yes they did in fact make sam sit in the back so they could hold hands
tbh i kinda just wanted to render wings
Castiel and the Velveteen Rabbit
On being loved Real
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i do not have the strength to block all the bots. welcome ladies make yourselves at home i guess. im a feminist
Ex Libris
Author: marbleflan
Artist: Djedo
Rating: Explicit
Pairings: Dean Winchester/Castiel
Length: 24930
Warnings: N/A
Tags: mutual pining, established relationship, secret relationship, smart Dean, misunderstandings
Summary: Dean and Cas have been meeting up, and hooking up, at the New York Antiquarian Book Fair for going on ten years. Just when Dean thinks they might be able to evolve into something more, Cas drops some news that could spell the end of their relationship once and for all. Will their personal and professional lives keep pulling them apart, or can they make this crazy long distance, cross country casual affair into a commitment worth fighting for? Featuring Dean as a counter-culture bookseller with an encyclopedic knowledge of 20th century duplicating technologies and Cas as a beleaguered curator plagued by library bureaucracy.
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literally why didn’t Dean have any tattoos btw. you expect me to believe he spent all that time alone in Stanford era and didn’t blow his cash on cheap flashes just to feel something? you expect me to believe he isn’t absolutely inked tf out???? impossible
great work team
86 cherries fic part two!
read part 1 here or on ao3
happy 86 cherriversary!
Dean smacks his forehead against the steering wheel a few times in dramatic flair for absolutely nobody else but himself. He left Sam behind this time saying he was going to get food, playing it off as an excuse to avoid helping Bobby organize all his paperwork for Singer’s Auto Salvage.
For some reason (a reason he knows good and well), he pulled up to the dreaded McDonald’s he swore he would never return to. (That promise lasted like a day.) And now he sits in the parking lot trying to figure out what the fuck he’s doing here.
What is his plan here?
This was supposed to be just a WIP. And now I have doubts whether I should change it or keep it as it is.
Coming back sometimes means coming undone. Cas has a body now, just the one, for the rest of his life. He must learn to live in it, to heal. Jack deserves that. Dean needs that. If the words must go unsaid, he’ll paint them into his skin.
Blackwater Lakes by @caskarass
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He's human, but his body is the altar of Dean's worship.
The Laundromat | Mature | 20,385 words
Author: one_more_offbeat_anthem Artist: kireadraws
Cas Milton is really good at managing things.
He managed being abandoned as a child and then placed in an abusive home. He managed his adoptive father going to prison when his aunt and godmother finally surfaced. And now, at twenty-five, he’s managing going to college and while working the graveyard shift at Chaney’s 24-Hour Laundromat in the icy town of Leadville, Colorado.
Life is manageable until one night a man covered in blood shows up at the laundromat, and instead of calling the police, Cas decides to handle it himself. Except this guy, one Dean Winchester, can’t exactly be handled. Against all odds, he and Cas form an unsteady friendship, and for once, Cas has someone to talk to about everything he’s managing.
The only problem?
Cas doesn’t really know who Dean is. And as it turns out, he doesn’t really know himself, either.
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Pairings: Dean/Cas
Warnings: Mentions of child abuse, canon-typical violence
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i literally CANNOT stop thinking about @vonnegutguy’s spn jaws au…….. brilliant show-stopping wonderful etc etc
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Louisiana-based photographer Frank Relle captures the nighttime magic of New Orleans in his ongoing series New Orleans Nightscapes. He uses long exposures to capture the feeling of the powerful, haunting beauty throughout his hometown.