Felt like it was time to start a masterlist! It’s mostly for fic, but I’ve got links to tags of my other stuff, too
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no sincerer love | T | 15.8k Nov-Dec 2020
“There is no sincerer love than the love of food.” Except, maybe, for Dean’s love for Cas (and Cas’s love for him). This is their new relationship shown through six meals they share together when a newly human Cas returns from The Empty.
(AKA Five meals Dean makes for Cas and one Cas makes for Dean)
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knowing is the easy part | M | 16.9k Mar-May 2021
When Jack brought Cas back, Dean had thought things would be different between them. He wanted them to be different. He was totally prepared, or as prepared as he ever would be, to finally spill his guts to Cas.
All it would take, he had thought, was to find the words and then they’d both know, and it wouldn’t be everything but it would be a start. But he hasn’t been given the chance to say a damn thing, because since Cas came back he’s been avoiding Dean.
Now, it’s no longer only a matter of telling Cas he loves him, too, but figuring out what the heck is going on.
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the long way around | E | 13.5k Sep-Oct 2021
When Dean takes Castiel on vacation to a secluded cabin, Castiel doesn’t know what to make of it. Dean has been strange, on edge, since he rescued Castiel from the Empty, and neither of them has mentioned Castiel's confession once.
They’ll have to talk about it sooner or later, but a small part of Castiel hopes it's later. The thought that Dean planned the trip to clear the air between them fills Castiel with dread, hope, and a healthy dose of confusion. Has Dean done all this to let Castiel down gently? He couldn’t possibly return Castiel’s feelings…could he?
The only thing Castiel’s sure of is that telling Dean he loved him has changed things irrevocably—for good, or bad, remains to be seen.
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Christmas on the Range | M | 18.2k Dec 2021-Jan 2022
Ten years ago, the angel Castiel crash-landed on the Winchester-Campbell Ranch on his fall from heaven. He was found by Dean Winchester, a monster hunter, and the son of Mary Winchester, who inherited the ranch from her parents.
After a rocky start, Dean and Castiel ended up the best of friends…except when they’re having one of their arguments. Which they do. A lot. They’re also both in love with each other, each convinced their feelings aren’t returned.
When they have one of their fights just before Christmas, Mary devises a plan to get them back on friendlier terms again. Or maybe even more.
She doesn’t believe in Christmas miracles, but she’s hoping for one, anyway.
How to Woo a Guy in Six Days | T | 11.4k Feb 2022
(A guide by Castiel)
Released from the Empty deal with no repercussions, Castiel has time to think about happiness. Specifically, his own.
He’s thought about it before, about what could have triggered the deal when the one thing he wants is something that could never be his. Because it’s Dean, of course it is. Dean is his happiness.
Castiel could never believe Dean would love him back and yet the small chance he might was enough to still his tongue. And so he loved secretly, quietly.
But now, there is time.
There’s little evil left to fight, the world is as at peace as it will ever be, and Castiel wonders if, maybe, he might have his happiness after all.
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a movie script ending | T | 1.2k
Dean shakes his head. He doesn’t get this. This isn’t his ending.
But Cas is right there, standing in his doorway, so maybe Dean is wrong.
(Canon divergent after the first few minutes of "Carry On")
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by the sea and sand | G | 2.3k
There’s a breeze blowing down the bay and the tang of salt in the air and it’s, well, peaceful. As peaceful as Dean has ever known. Dean waits for the restlessness to come, but there’s nothing there. Maybe the waves have washed it away.
(Dean finally gets his day at the beach with his family)
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older than you’ve ever been | T | 3.7k
It’s Dean’s 42nd birthday and he spends it in a way he never thought he would: safe at home, with the people he loves most.
Dean huffs. Now that his pulse has slowed, a new warmth spreads through him. Not the warmth of sleep, but something sweeter, tinged with the tiniest speck of regret. This is the first birthday he’s spent with Cas since Dean finally pulled his head out of his ass—after Cas was pulled out of the Empty—and spilled his guts right back the way he should have long ago.
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Jack to the Future | T | 3.8k
When Jack accidentally travels back in time, meeting younger versions of Dean and Cas, Dean learns some things about their future selves that just can’t be true…can they? (Inspired by this art)
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intervening time and place | T | 1.5k
It’s been six months since Castiel told Dean he loved him and Dean has a favour to ask.
(AKA the one where Dean wants to know if Castiel can put the handprint back)
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sleep and I shall soothe you | T | 2k
Dean has a nightmare and Cas is there to hug it better.
Despite everything, Dean’s lips quirk, and his heart feels too big. ‘You wanna cuddle?’
‘Yes, and I don’t see why that’s funny.’ Cas has hunched in on himself a little, even as he meets Dean’s gaze with a defiant tilt of his chin.
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to mend what is not broken | T | 2.6k
Being dragged out of the Empty did a number on Castiel’s wings, but Dean is there to help him.
Castiel can perform ‘parlour tricks’, heal small nicks and cuts, hear prayers and sense emotions in their broadest sense. He is still stronger than a human, but he can no longer lay waste to their foes with the touch of his palm. He still has his wings but they are as useless as they have been for years.
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pale sweet healing | M | 5.5k
Cas helps Dean bathe after a hunt.
They’re on the edge of something, Dean can feel it. Taste it at the back of his throat. It’s not the first time, not by a long shot, but each time it happens, lately, Dean is closer and closer to jumping right off and diving headfirst into whatever comes next.
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this simple feeling | T | 2.4k
But Dean’s stuck on one word: husband. It skips in his brain like a scratched record. It’s the second time she’s referred to them as married and it’s… It’s fine, but it sets Dean’s mind wandering. He and Cas have been together close to two years—which…wow—and he still doesn’t know what, exactly, to call him. He usually goes for boyfriend, but it doesn’t seem enough. Nothing does.
In which Dean tries to find a word big enough for what Cas means to him (and lands on the nerdiest damn word ever)
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looking for a kiss | T | 2k
Cas recounts his date, starting with pulling her chair out and ending with the good night kiss.
‘That all sounds fine,’ Sam says, glaring at Dean again.
To Dean’s irritation, Sam’s right. Still, he shrugs a shoulder and says, ‘Maybe you’re a bad kisser.’
‘I’m not a bad kisser,’ Cas says, but he doesn’t sound entirely sure.
The one where Cas goes on a date, which doesn't end with the promise of a second one, and Dean does not get jealous and do anything ridiculous like dare Cas to prove he’s not a bad kisser.
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naive melody | G | 1.3k
Castiel would live in a cave if it meant being with Dean, but he can’t deny that he can breathe easier here. And it will be good for Dean, too. To live in a house where the sunlight can come in or where he can hear the rain against the window, even if it will take time to adjust to leaving the bunker.
Dean and Castiel settle into their new home.
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after you, who? | T | 1.3k
A series of snapshots of Dean’s feelings for Cas over the years.
He doesn’t know if he feels this way because of the handprint, or if there’s part of Cas that calls to Dean. Something deeper than divinity. Something kindred.
for a good time, summon... | T | 1.8k
Dean is drunk and horny, and more than a little lonely, so he does what any other red-blooded twenty-something would do: summons a succubus. At least, that’s what he was trying to do. This guy with the bed hair and trench coat is clearly not a succubus. And do all demons have big feathery wings?
of secrets and storms | M | 4k
‘Dean.’ Cas reaches out, cradling Dean’s face with muddy hands. ‘Dean, look at me.’
‘Anyone ever tell you you’re real pretty?’
‘No,' Cas says, 'you’re the first,’ and then he moves his hands to Dean’s stomach, and they’re glowing.
Dean and Cas have been hunting together, on and off, for a few months, now. It’s been cool, and they make a good team. But when a simple salt and burn on Halloween leaves Dean seriously wounded, Cas has no choice but to save him, and expose a secret about himself that might change everything.
blow some candles out | T | 2.7k
The first birthday Dean celebrates with Cas, and the most recent (but definitely not the last).
the darkest hour is just before dawn | T | 2.5k
Four times Dean calls Cas when he can’t sleep, one time he thinks about it, and one time he doesn’t need to.
lonely rivers flow | T | 2.6k
Dean is tired and he wants Cas to stay. Maybe this time, he'll ask.
‘No, I just…’ Dean runs a hand over his face and leans back against the wall. ‘I missed you.’ He stares at a spot across the hall, can’t look at Cas. ‘So damn much.’
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