#familiar dean

[starlightoffandoms]

It's only been like a million years but I have added a chapter to the witch!Cas and familiar!Dean story that I started for Suptober. You can read it here on ao3.

[karategirl80]

A Long Time Coming

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Author: @karategirl80

Artist: @ncdover1285

Summary:

One day when Dean comes to pick Sam up from school, Sam shows him something he didn't think would happen--Sam can call blue flame-one of the first indications of being a mage. Dean had figured with his non magical father, and his lack of magical ability, that neither of the boys had picked up any of their long dead mother's skills. Follow Sam and Dean as they discover the heritage they've been denied and make their way in their new world.

Tags: Debriel, Sastiel, John Winchester’s A+ Parenting, Witch!Sam, Witch!Gabe, Familiar!Dean, Familiar!Cas, Ace Dean Winchester

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@acespnminibang​

[raidens-realm]

For @spnovember 2021

Day 13- Emerald Orbs

Title: Endless Pools

Author: raidensrealm 

Art piece by: @alexiescherryslurpy

Rating: Explicit 

Pairing: Sam/Dean

Word count: 1,469

@witchsambingo squares: Tattoo Magic, Druid

@j3bingo square: Exhibitionism

Major Archive Warnings: None Apply

Summary: While enjoying the morning after Imbolc, Sam's familiar cuddles up to him at the falls with intent to chase away the morning's chill. Sam seizes the opportunity Dean offers amidst nature's beauty.

Based on this glorious Witch!Sam art piece by @alexiescherryslurpy (full piece in the fic on A03)

Tagging @outofnowhere82 @samanddeaninpanties @alwaysthrowsscissors @jackandthesoulmates @samsbighonkintiddies @eyesofatragedy67 @agenthellcat

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[hitori-alouette]

Happy Halloween!!!

Witch Castiel loves to fly on his broom late at night, sadly his cat familiar Dean doesn't share the sentiment.

Where I live we don't celebrate Halloween, but If you celebrate it, I hope you have a funny and spooky day.

[samisadeangirl]

Here Kitty, Kitty

AO3 link here

SPN Fluff Bingo Round 4  (@spnfluffbingo)

Chapters: 1/2

Words: 2632

Relationships: Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester

Rating: Mature

Warnings:  No warnings apply

Square Filled:  Animal Transformation

Summary:   After a witch turns Dean into a familiar, he and Sam discover that it isn't so bad . . .

“Dean!”

I swore as my brother’s angry shouts from upstairs cut off with a pained cry and chopped even more urgently at the thrashing vines trying to either entangle me or block my way out of the solarium.  We’d split up upon breaking into the witch’s house to search for her and her missing victims, with me taking the ground floor and Dean the upper level.  The yelling had started a few minutes ago, but by then I was already caught up in dealing with a very large, very ornery Little Shop of Horrors homage.

I eventually hacked my way free and raced up the back stairs, exchanging my Bowie knife for the pistol loaded with witch-killing bullets along the way.  As I reached the top, my brother’s invective and sounds of pain turned into an inhuman scream, and I staggered as something hit me.  Suddenly I could feel his rage and shock, and the psychic powers that had been dormant for years began to stir.

I shook my head to try to clear it and ran for the second door down the hall, from which I could hear chanting and snarling.  The first thing I saw when I burst into the room was the large ritual circle painted on the floor near the center, in which crouched an infuriated mountain lion, yowling and lashing its tail.  The witch, Madeline Andrews, was off to one side, standing behind an altar and reciting from a thick grimoire.

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[noxsoulmate]

Sacred Bonds

by noxsoulmate

A Destiel soulmate story with witches and familiars

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26758498

Ship: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Rating: mature

Summary: Every witch has a familiar – their closest companion, their soulmate. In some cases their lover. A witch without a familiar is incomplete and won’t ever reach their true potential. No wonder a big part of a young witch's college education is dedicated to finding that one person who completes them. With so much energy put in, matches are usually made within the first six months.

But Castiel has always been an exception. To everything.

Clumsy and prone to accidental fires, not only has Cas hardly any control over his powers after two years at college, he hasn’t found the one to ground him. With year three about to start, Cas isn’t looking forward to repeating the embarrassment that comes with ‘speed dating’ potential familiars.

Especially not when he comes back from his soul-searching retreat to the latest rumors: normally, those of the most potent blood – the children of soulmate-bonds – stay amongst themselves, too powerful to connect with a regular witch or familiar. But apparently, the eldest son of the long line of Winchester soulmates – Dean Winchester himself – was joining them this year...

Fourth fic for the wonderful @ficfacers​$ auction 🥰

@spnaubingo square filled: I1 ~ College AU

[shadowywerewolfqueen]

To Summon A Familiar

Castiel stood in the middle of the summoning circle. He was shaking with nervousness as he looked at the people standing around him outside of the circle. It was Cas’ eighteenth birthday and he was finally going to be able to summon his Familiar to him.

A Familiar was a guide and companion to witches. They helped to keep a witch’s magic balanced and from becoming uncontrollable. When a witch was born, their Familiar was as well. The two souls weren’t able to bond with each other until their eighteenth birthday when the witch’s magic would fully manifest and the Familiar would discover their animal form.

Castiel’s hands were shaking uncontrollably as he fought to contain his magic. His power was beyond anything the elders had ever witnessed. Cas’ magic was so strong, it had become tangible in the past few days. His magic could be seen as bright blue sparks that hovered around his body like a cloud.

Castiel was a natural born healer and had never come across a patient he couldn’t heal. Even from a young age, Cas could mix up potions and mash ingredients into a poultice. By the time he was thirteen, Cas could heal most major wounds on his own without the aid of his mentor. Now, Cas’ magic had become so strong that healing a person was dangerous. A week ago, he had tried to heal a friend’s broken bone and ended up shattering the bone with a powerful surge of magic. Cas could no longer regulate the strength of his magic. A bond with his Familiar was his only hope to ever heal a person again.

“Castiel, are you ready?” Michael called out. Cas was barely able to nod his head as his magic flared up. “You know the ritual Castiel. Drip your blood into the circle and say the summoning words so that your Familiar may find you.”

Cas gripped the silver knife tighter in his hand. He held his hand out in front of him, palm up and swiped the knife across it. He gasped at the sharp pain of the blade as it sliced through his skin. He gritted his teeth as he closed his hand into a fist and watched his blood drip onto the runes on the ground. “Ego Castiel meosque Nota. Statera iusta et in eo qui non eris et enutries me. Quod ille qui est ceteris dimidium animae meae. Ita ut omnes vocat vinculum exsistentiae.,” Castiel whispered.

Cas cried out as his body was enveloped in heat and he watched as a portal opened in front of him. He gasped as he felt the tendrils of his soul reaching through the portal and searching for its companion. He fell to his knees when he felt his soul bump against its other half. The other soul wrapped around Castiel’s and he could feel them stitching together. He squeezed his eyes shut as he felt his magic flare one last time before settling beneath his skin with a soft hum.

Suddenly, Castiel felt something nuzzle against his cheek. He looked up into a bright pair of green eyes. The eyes were attached to one of the most magnificent creatures Castiel had ever seen.

Most Familiars could take the shape of common animals such as dogs or cats. Some took on stronger forms like bears or lions. A select few could take the shape of the mythological creatures and they were the most powerful Familiars of all.

Cas gazed in awe at the golden winged horse; his Familiar took the shape of the legendary Pegasus of Greek myth. Cas watched as the Familiar shook his head, his mane flying in all directions. He couldn’t tear his eyes away when the wings were stretched to their full length, more than thirteen feet from tip to tip. As they folded against his body, the wings created a slight breeze and Cas sighed as the cool air brushed against his overheated skin.

Cas reached out and cupped the Familiar’s cheek. “You are stunning. Never in my wildest dreams did I hope for a Familiar such as you. My name is Castiel. What’s yours?”

Instead of using their telepathic bond, the Familiar shifted into his human form which was just as exquisite as his animal one. Cas stared at the man in front of him. Along with his gorgeous green eyes, he had short blonde hair, freckled covered cheeks, broad shoulders, a trim waist, and bowed legs. He was perfect in every way.

“Dean, my name is Dean. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you Castiel. I hoped for my witch to be powerful but even I couldn’t imagine just how strong you are. Your magic is like a pleasant tingle beneath my skin.” Dean chuckled as he helped Cas to his feet.

“I’m just glad it’s no longer a haze of sparks that everyone can see. Now I don’t have to worry about shattering someone’s bone when trying to just fix a broken one. Thank you,” Cas said with a grin.

Dean flashed Cas a grin. “That’s my job Cas, to help keep your magic in check. Now, how about we go find the closest diner in town? I’m starving. You couldn’t have waited to summon me after dinner?”

Cas frowned. “I’m sorry, Dean. I didn’t know what time zone you were in.”

“Cas,” Dean interrupted. “It’s a joke, well the summoning part at least. I really am starving.”

“I know the perfect place. The Roadhouse is the local bar in town, and they have the best burgers you’ve ever put in your mouth. Oh, and their pecan pie is to diiiie for.” Cas was practically drooling thinking about the food.

“Dude, we just became best friends. Burgers and pie are the way to my heart,” Dean said as he slung his arm around Cas’ shoulder.

“I’d like to know what other ways I can take to your heart.” Cas and Dean stepped out the summoning circle, completely oblivious to the fact that they were alone.

“Trust me Cas, it ain’t that hard. I’m a pretty simple guy. You gonna tell me how to impress you?” Dean asked with a smirk.

“Why don’t we start with a date at the Roadhouse first?” Cas slowly wound his fingers with Dean and was glad when he didn’t pull away.

“Oh, I plan on this just being the first of many dates, Cas.” Dean squeezed Cas’ hand and flashed him a bright smile.

It turned out to be an epic first date and led to a long and wonderful life for the witch and his Familiar.

If you're curious, the words Cas says in Latin are loosely translated to "I, Castiel, summon my Familiar. The person who will balance and guide me. The one who is the other half of my soul. I summon you so that we may bond for all of our existence." At least according to Google Translate haha

Tagging: @lonewolf34500 @notwithd @multifandom-fanatic @flowersforcas @cockleslovesdestiel

[tobythewise]

Destiel, witch/familiar AU? Dean's the familiar!! For @doggolovingace

This cannot be happening right now, Dean thinks to himself as the police officer grabs him around the collar. How the hell did he get himself into this mess?

His nose rises and Dean’s suddenly hit with an all consuming scent. One that means his witch is nearby. Fuck. And right now he can’t even chase the scent down because he’s too busy being manhandled in his familiar form.

“Excuse me,” a deep voice calls out, stopping the police officer. When Dean looks up, his eyes are met with deep blue ones staring down at him. Dean’s belly fills with butterflies and joy because this is it, this is him, his witch. Excitement floods his senses as he watches the man explain how this ‘German sheperd’ is his pet.

The man pulls him around a corner. Away from prying eyes, Dean shifts. “Thanks for, ya know.” Dean gestures.

“Easier than paying to get you out of the pound,” the man says before smiling. “I’m Cas.”

When their hands meet, Dean feels a connection snap into place and he smiles. “Nice to meet you, Cas. I’m Dean, your familiar.”