#handyman!dean

[witchy-worm]

Saw this shirt online and just had to put Dean in it. It was SUPPOSED to be a quick little thing, and then 5 hours later here we are 😅

Including some detail shots this time. The pink visible through his cut outs is maybe too subtle even in a close up, but I could not resist

Now with a lovely fic by @okayfinehereiam !! You can read it here!

[huntersandwerewolves]

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

Chapters: 9/9 Fandom: Supernatural Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, past Dean Winchester/Lisa Braeden Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel, Bobby Singer, Sam Winchester, Rufus Turner, Original Characters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Law Enforcement, Police Officer Castiel (Supernatural), Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Hurt/Comfort, dean loves a uniform, Small Towns, dean fixes up a house, neighborhood goat, Fluff, Just a little angst, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, mention of past dean winchester/others, Minor Jessica Moore/Sam Winchester, deancastropefest, Romantic Comedy Summary:

Dean knows Bobby’s given him an opportunity by asking him to fix up this house, but being sent to a tiny town in the middle of nowhere feels a lot more like being banished. One store, one bar, hell, the entire place only has one cop. Dean’s plan is to go, get the house in order, and be back to his real life in Sioux Falls in time for Sam’s visit home at Christmas.

Everyone in Linden seems to know his business before he even arrives, and no matter how he tries to keep to himself, he and that cop, one Officer Cas Novak, keep crossing paths. Despite his initial intentions, Dean finds himself embracing the small town, the people there, and even the neighborhood goat. As he and Cas grow closer, Dean realizes that being stuck in the middle of Iowa feels a lot like coming home.

[destiel-fic-rec]

Good Hands by aileenrose

Word Count: 13,238

Summary: Cas is the owner of a failing—and falling apart—B&B.

Dean might be able to help with that. Dean’s good with his hands.

Comments: 9/10. So sweet and fluffy, not an ounce of angst. Dean finds a run down bed and breakfast when he’s lost on the highway, and he offers to repair it for a couple of days. That couple of days turns into weeks and then months and then forever. I love how the author showed Dean’s to do list throughout the fic, it’s really cute and so sweet, especially the last one. It’s incredibly cute and fluffy.

[destiel-au]

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

Chapters: 30/30 Fandom: Supernatural Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel, Meg Masters, Sam Winchester, Henry Winchester, Krissy Chambers, Jimmy Novak, Jody Mills, Cain (Supernatural) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Neighbors, Carpenter Dean, Veterinarian Castiel, dean is bi, Castiel thinks he is heterosexual, Aromantic Meg, Castiel and Meg are Besties with Benefits, Meg plays matchmaker, Explicit Sexual Content, Het Sex, Panty Kink, Castiel has a Panty Kink, Dean in Panties, sexual identity crisis, Top Dean, Bottom Castiel, Switching, Meg Masters Ships Castiel/Dean Winchester, Slow Burn, Top Castiel, Bottom Dean, Recreational Drug Use, Friends to Lovers, Pining, Cat Lover Dean, POV Multiple, Lack of Communication Summary:

When Castiel moves out of Jimmy's house and into his own place for the first time, he saves money on buying a home by investing in a Fixer-Upper. He knows nothing about how to fix the many problems the house has, but he figures he's smart enough to figure it out. Unfortunately it's not too long before he learns that he's way in over his head.

Thankfully his new neighbor Dean is a handyman, and agrees to help him out. He knows Dean has a bit of a crush on him, but he's not taking advantage of it, really. Dean's a great guy, and quickly becomes a good friend.

But a flash of satin under Dean's toolbelt changes everything.

[huntersandwerewolves]

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

Chapters: 22/22 Fandom: Supernatural Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Characters: Castiel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Bobby Singer, Ellen Harvelle, Jo Harvelle, Jody Mills, Donna Hanscum, Charlie Bradbury, Gilda (Supernatural), other characters added as they appear - Character, Cain (Supernatural), Naomi (Supernatural), Anna Milton, Gabriel (Supernatural), Benny Lafitte, Meg Masters Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Alpha Dean, Omega Castiel/Alpha Dean Winchester, Omega Castiel, Human AU, Professor!Castiel, Handyman!Dean, late life falling in love, low-angst AU, religious! Castiel, Mating, Bonding, alcohol use, seriously the angst is very small, and mostly revolves around 40 year-olds trying to get over their own lifelong conditioning, but they do it together, so it's still mostly fluff!, silver foxes, Lots of nerdy literature talks, Jo Harvelle/Sam Winchester (relationship), Bobby Singer/Ellen Harvelle (relationship), Jody Mills/Donna Hanscum (relationship), Charlie Bradbury/Gilda (relationship) Summary:

On his 40th birthday, Dean Winchester suddenly begins to worry that he may have lost his chance for a real mate. He's been so focused on his business as a 24-hour roofing and repairman, that he's never taken the time to date properly, or even make any lasting friendships outside of his family. Beginning in their late 30's, alphas and omegas start to lose their mating and bonding hormones, making it more difficult - and often impossible - to mate or bond with anyone past a certain age. But as a modern Alpha, Dean would be content with a companion, at least. Blood bonds aren't the be-all, end-all. However, after a late night emergency roofing repair call from Castiel Novak, Omega, Dean starts to hope. Yearn. The only hangup is that Castiel admits to being as old-fashioned as the books he teaches. Nervous to go against his religious upbringing by being with someone who he can't bond properly, as alphas and omegas are intended to do. But he can't deny his attraction to Dean, and despite his sensibilities, he thinks that, just maybe, he can change for the man he's falling in love with.

COVER ART IS HERE!

I love this fic so much! It’s a/b/o and there is so much low simmering angst, just enough tension to keep you hooked throughout the story! Enjoy 🖤

[fairy-changeling]

Where can I find these handyman stories??

(One of them is technically gardener!Dean but it's still Dean working with his hands so I'm going to count it.)

Is That A Spade in Your Pocket... by jinxedambitions

Dean had been the grounds keeper and all-around-handyman on Naomi Milton's estate for two years. He'd faced everything from a leak in the sprinkler system that flooded the rose bed to Anna Milton's uncanny ability of destroying classic cars.  He'd even survived Gabriel's divorce from Kali and subsequent move back to the family estate. He had to replace more doors, light fixtures, and mirrors in the last six months than in the rest of his entire life. Dean took all of the family's quirks with a grain of salt. They paid him well, so he could live with their particular brand of crazy if it meant paying for Sam's expenses while at school. However, Dean wasn't entirely sure that he could survive Castiel Milton.

Houses of the Holy by Moosefeels

Dean is alone in the cathedral, alone with his broom and the rain and his thoughts- or so he thought.

In the Garden of Your Love by Moosefeels

Dean is the gardener. Castiel is the youngest son of an affluent family.

The attraction is immediate. The attraction is dangerous.

[jinxedambitions]

Part 2 of Groundskeeper Dean Fic

(part 1 here)

Gabriel was relentless on his brother to the point that Dean had to replace the sliding door to Cas' balcony one afternoon, because Gabriel stole all of the candy out of Cas' decorative candy jar and replaced it with bait worms. The jar went through the glass door in a fit of hysterics, but the garden was well fertilized after that.

Castiel scowled every time Dean came up to fix one of Gabriel's pranks. He floundered at Dean's easy way of making conversation. He often missed cues that Dean was joking with him or asking out of genuine curiosity. Castiel actually stormed out of his room when Dean asked what made him choose sociology, while he was replacing all of the bulbs in the chandelier above Cas' bed. Somehow, Gabriel had rigged them all to explode when Cas turned the light on.

The feud, if it could really be called that, went on for three weeks. Castiel argued with Dean more than his own brother ever had. All of Cas' other siblings told Dean to ignore it and that Cas was just odd. 

The call that changed it all came at 3:27am on a Sunday morning. It was raining out, and Dean had only fallen asleep an hour earlier. Dean glanced at the caller ID only to see “Class A Douche” pop up on the screen. Dean almost ignored the call. In fact, the only reason he answered was because after the first day, Castiel had only ever come to him with legitimate requests or concerns.

"What?" Dean answered gruffly as he collapsed against his pillow again.

"Please, Dean. I don't know where I am," Cas' frantic voice came over the line. It barely sounded like him, it actually sounded human and not robot.

"Cas, I'm not your chauffeur. Why aren't you calling one of your siblings?"

"I can't call them. They wouldn't help me if I did. I don't know what to do," Castiel replied, and Dean could hear the tightness in his voice like he was trying to hold back emotion.

"Okay. Give me a description, and I'll try to figure out where you are," Dean said as he got out of bed and pulled on some clothing. Cas described an out of the way place that Dean only knew because he'd gone there to fuck around as a teenager. Not the sort of place he expected to find Cas. 

He also didn't expect to find Cas with a black eye, split lip, and bloody knuckles. "What the hell happened?" Dean asked as Cas slipped into the Impala.

"I was stressed. Living with Gabriel is stressful, and he'd already stolen my stash of marijuana. So, I came here to purchase more from a girl I went to high school with named Meg. However, it did not go as planned," Castiel said as he inspected his bloody knuckles. Dean just gaped at him for a moment before pulling away from the abandoned property.

"Dude, I don't even know what to say," Dean said as he drove toward Castiel's side of town. Dean definitely hadn't pegged Cas for a fighter, but clearly he would've been in much worse shape had he not emerged the victor of that scuffle. Cas, however, didn't elaborate about his fight.

"It isn't easy living with my family. It is a large part of the reason I rarely came home during school. My siblings were all much older than me, and father had already left by the time I was born, so I was often forgotten. My psychiatrist says I developed slowly emotionally because of this, and I still miss social cues. When they did notice me, it was to tell me lies like older siblings do. I just had no one around to tell me the truth. You, um, you asked why I studied sociology. I guess, I was always fascinated by people and culture, probably because it seemed so easy for other people. I'm sorry. You don't need to hear all of this. I am very grateful that you helped me. I know I have been rude to you. Sometimes, I take out my frustrations on the wrong people," Castiel rambled.

Dean reached across the seat and placed a hand on Cas' thigh. "Dude, take a breath. I guess I can understand where you're coming from. My mom died when I was four, and Dad traveled a lot, so I was home taking care of my little brother even as a kid. I didn't really get the instruction manual handed to me either," Dean said as he patted Cas' thigh reassuringly. "Let's get you home and cleaned up. If you still need some stuff, I can talk to my buddy Andy about hooking you up."

Castiel didn't say anything but he awkwardly placed his hand over Dean's, and Dean didn't have the heart to tell him he was being weird. Instead, he drove the rest of the way pretty much holding Cas' hand.

Things changed after Dean tucked Cas into bed that night and went out to sleep in his car for the last hour before he had to work. The next day when Dean caught Gabriel setting up another prank, Dean diffused it away as soon as Gabe left to wait. When Castiel came out of his room late in the day clutching his head, Dean found him some aspirin and brewed him a cup of tea. Cas drank his tea curled into Dean's side as they sat at the kitchen island. Dean didn't push him away. Anna came in and looked at them questioningly, but left just as quickly saying she'd be gone the rest of the day.

Part 2 of 5

*just a random note. Cas didn't get into a fist fight with Meg. It's explained later, but this is where I cut this chapter off. I sorta feel like it might read that way.

[jinxedambitions]

Dean had been the grounds keeper and all-around-handyman on Naomi Milton's estate for two years. He'd faced everything from a leak in the sprinkler system that flooded the rose bed to Anna Milton's uncanny ability of destroying classic cars.  He'd even survived Gabriel's divorce from Kali and subsequent move back to the family estate. He had to replace more doors, light fixtures, and mirrors in the last six months than in the rest of his entire life.

Dean took all of the family's quirks with a grain of salt. They paid him well, so he could live with their particular brand of crazy if it meant paying for Sam's expenses while at school. However, Dean wasn't entirely sure that he could survive Castiel Milton. 

Castiel was the youngest of Naomi's five children, and he'd been away at school for the entirety of Dean's time in Naomi's employ. The only time he ever came home was on holidays, which Dean had off unless there was an emergency. So, after two years of dealing with all of the other Miltons with little trouble, Dean was utterly shocked at how easily Castiel got under his skin.

The first time they met, Dean was under the hood of Anna's car replacing the spark plugs. He refused to ask how she rendered them useless. The limo that picked Castiel up from the airport pulled into the massive circular drive, and Castiel immediately noticed Dean.

"Good, someone to help. I will need you to bring all of my luggage up to my room. Oh, and don't get any grease on it. I have first editions in those boxes that are irreplaceable," the young man said as he stood beside Anna's car as Dean leaned under the hood.

Dean turned to him with a slack expression. Castiel was taller than his other siblings, other than Lucifer who towered over them all. He had dark hair that was a mess, and if it weren't for the tight scowl on his face, Dean would've assumed he'd gotten lucky in the back of the limo. He wore black framed glasses that magnified a pair of cerulean eyes. The stubble on his jaw said he forgot to shave that morning, and his rumpled suit and backwards tie said it was probably a common thing. Over all, Castiel looked more like he'd been on a bender than graduating at the top of his class. 

"Did you hear me, or do you not speak English?" Castiel asked as he leaned into Dean's personal space.

"Hold on a second, buddy. I speak English just fine. Just because I—"

"Then why aren't you doing as I asked?" Castiel cut him off to ask. Dean fumed as he pulled away from the vehicle. The limo driver had removed the luggage and left it on the ground. He gave Dean a sympathetic look before getting out of there, not even looking for a tip.

"You've got two hands. Why aren't you carrying your stuff if it's so delicate?" Dean asked as he wiped his hands on a towel he had hanging out of his back pocket.

Castiel sputtered at the question before leaning further into Dean's face in an attempt to intimidate him. "You are hired to help. Why should I risk injuring my back when you are paid to do this?"

"I'm hired to take care of problems around the estate like these here spark plugs. I'm not a mule. You're luggage situation is not a problem. Your attitude is, and my solution is you carry your own damn bags. If Gabriel could carry a 150 pound prostitute up to his room last week, you can carry a couple books," Dean argued right back as he looked down at Castiel.

Castiel's face was was only a shade lighter than Anna's hair when he turned around and marched into the house calling for his mother. Dean closed the hood of Anna's car just as Gabriel approached. 

"What's got Cassy's panties in a twist?" He asked as he sucked on one of his ever-present lollipops. 

"I told him I don't do luggage," Dean grumbled as he leaned against the hood beside Gabe.

"Ah yes, for all of his studies, Castiel doesn't actually have any people skills. That's probably our fault, but what can you do? Who knew lying to him about basic human functions would bite us in the ass later, am I right?" Gabe asked as he patted Dean on the back then made a face when he realized Dean was sweaty.

"You're a genuine asshole, Gabe. What did he study anyway?" Dean asked as he watched Castiel and Naomi come out the front door. Castiel was pointing at his pile of belongings then animatedly at Dean.

"Sociology," Gabe said with a shrug and Dean choked on the laughter that spilled from his chest. He doubled over as Naomi went back into the house leaving Castiel with his luggage.

"No really, Gabe. What was his...you're being serious," Dean said when he saw Gabriel's expression.

"Afraid so. Kinda makes you wonder about our education system, doesn't it? I guess, I should go help him. It'll give me an opportunity to set some pranks for him. See ya later, Dean-o," Gabriel said with a wave as he walked over to Cas and easily lifted more than half of Cas' bags while Castiel struggled with a box of books.

Dean went back to his list of things that needed his attention before he went home for the day. Two hours later he heard shouts from the house, and knew Gabriel had struck. He put down the hedge trimmer and headed toward the house to see what damage he'd need to clean up. To his surprise, it was nothing that required him. Castiel was on the brink of tears while Gabriel's small dog attempted to eat some papers he'd been sorting. Gabriel gave Dean a smug grin as Dean laughed and went back to his work.

Part 1 of 5