Coming soon for the @destielaureversebb:
“Evenfall”
Author: @Macy2me
Artist: polyhymnia @thence-we-came-forth
Rating: Explicit
Archive warnings: Graphic depictions of violence
Length: 70,000 words
Tags: Inspired by Twilight, Alternate Universe - Twilight Fusion, Non-Canon Angels, Creature Castiel, Hunter Dean
Relationships: Dean/Castiel, Sam Winchester/Jessica Moore, Charlie Bradbury/Angela Weber, Jacob Black/Leah Clearwater, Michael/Anna, Lucifer/Kelly, Chuck/Hannah
In the State of Washington, under a near constant cover of clouds and rain, there’s a small town named Forks. Apparently, this is Dean’s home for the next six months. Great. Just when they are close to finding Mary’s killer, John benches Dean to bumfuck nowhere, giving him one rule - look after Sammy.
When Dean enrolls Sam in the local high school, he has a strange encounter with one of Sam’s teachers, Mr Castiel Novak. His erratic behavior causes Dean to wonder if maybe this is a hunt and there are, in fact, supernatural monsters in Forks. As Dean gets closer to the man, he finds himself unnaturally drawn to him. When Cas saves his life from a runaway van, leaving a large imprint behind that looks oddly like wings, Dean’s defenses start to crumble, and before he knows it, he’s falling hard and fast for the creature he should be hunting.
Cas walks away, his back straight, and his shoulders rigid. The air shimmers around him, charged with electricity like lightning about to strike.
Two massive wings unfurl behind him, black as the night sky and speckled with shimmering starlight. The feathers move and shift together like a slow dance or the ripples on a pond in the dead of night. And yet, they aren’t corporeal, not completely. Sunlight passes through them, fracturing and splintering at the edges.
His eyes glow, the outline of Cas’ face pulses and morphs, like he’s being pulled from earth, stuck between here and somewhere better.
“You’re beautiful,” Dean whispers, afraid that if he says it too loudly he might disappear.
“Beautiful?” Cas closes his eyes and turns his head away. “These are the wings of a killer, Dean.”
A branch snaps underfoot as Dean steps forward. He moves up the rock until he’s face to face with the angel. “I don’t care.”
“It’s your job...” Cas opens his eyes, incandescent and blue, staring back at him. “As a hunter.”
“You won’t hurt me,” Dean says, his voice unwavering. Slowly, he reaches out to touch his wings, but in the blink of an eye, he’s gone.
Dean spins, his heart hammering in his chest. Perched up the hill, Cas stands, his wings tucked into the shadows. “I have never wanted a human soul as much as I want yours,” he says, pain clear in his voice.
Posting date: March 19, 2025
