#sailingcas

[cas-lost-grace]

sailingcas replied to your post: Ok so here´s the thing: English is not...

English is my first language and all I can say is what the fuck and dear God I have no desire to even know what the author was talking about

I know it´s weird, right? But it´s not just one author, I saw it a few times and it´s always about Castiel´s nipples. So now I´m staring at pictures of Misha´s naked chest thinking what the hell is dusty about his nipples :D 

[whumpstiel]

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sailingcas replied to your post: guys what color should i dye my hair? ...

If you want to go bubble gum pink, do it! Who cares if people think you’re copying? Screw them.

i'll probably do that one later after she gets another color. thanks for the pep talk though :))

221b-double-standards replied to your post “guys what color should i dye my hair? i want to bleach it and dye it...”

If you do blue just remember how bad it washed me out and how bad it could potentially wash you out. If you do purple, do it the light Lilac Colour but it won't be vibrant.

ohhh yeah. i feel you. and yes we should totally hit up Sally's together.

jane-simon-shipper answered your question “guys what color should i dye my hair? i want to bleach it and dye it...”

lavender!

ahhh i think i'm going to do that!! 

sugarcas answered your post: guys what color should i dye my hair? ...

purple!!!

i'm leaning toward that, thanks :)

[deanist]

Hey bby! I know you're probably drowning in helpful messages, so I'll make this quick. If you need anything, I'm basically always here, and really you can always talk to me and ask for anything like I'm offering to send care packages and I'd send you one in a heartbeat. I hope your day gets better, and I'm sorry about the hate

tyvm friend, i appreciate you aldsj

[meupclose]

PROMPT: motorcyclist!Castiel and mechanic!Dean meet in the shop Dean works at when Castiel takes his bike to get tuned up. Dean acts like he's fawning over the bike when really he wants the rider, and to be honest the bike isn't the only thing Castiel wants to ride either...

So like I haven’t been on here in FOREVER so I checked and saw this in my inbox and was like OK [crackles knuckles] lets do this. So I have NO idea how long you have waited this >_> BUT

I wrote it :D — SMUTSMUTSMUTSMUT

"It sounds fine," Dean said with a wicked grin, using his rag to wipe the sweat glistening on his brow. "But I’d suggest keeping it overnight."

Castiel scuffed at that, leather jacket sliding off his shoulders to toss the article on a spare chair. “I want to talk to Bobbie then,” he answer in response with that voice sending Dean’s bottom lip to fall into his mouth in mild shutter. 

"Well you could…if he was here. Why don’t you trust my advice Cas," he was obviously flirting right? Dean’s bright eyes, flickered over the smallest sight of flesh along the smooth skin of Cas’ lower back when the man tossed himself down next to the bike to look at the problem himself. Dean sighed. Knowing the man couldn’t be this socially unaware. 

"Cas—" he said wrapping his fingers around the tight black jeans on his calf and pulled the man away from the bike causing a small moan in protest, and even better a frustrated huff. Dean just shook his head, depositing his entire body into the man’s lap and tugged him upward in a deep crunch to seal their mouths together. Cas pulled away a hair before Dean could deepen it, breaths coming in haggard that sent Dean’s mouth to his pulse point to worry a mark into his skin.

"Just don’t think," Dean coaxed, sliding his hands under the grayed t-shirt until Cas hissed from his fingers along his ribs, hips moving upward a fraction that fueled Dean’s want further. "I want you Cas…come on. No one is here. And I did lie about the bike. It’s fine…just let me make it up to you." He sounded horribly needy, but it spurred the still stunned gorgeous eyed man into more action. Hands gripped his chin harshly molding his mouth to his, their lips parting open until all Dean could taste was Cas. Hands tugged at their shirts, the movement forcing Dean to grind downward to keep his balance making Cas release his tongue to moan deliciously against his exposed chest. Dean liked this too much. The dirty act on the machine shop floor, balanced on a cart that kept sending them into controllable motions. But Cas had better ideas. 

"Up now," he tugged his arm around Dean’s waist, urging him upward that Dean complied with willingly letting the man slam his back into the Impala parked next to the bike to shamelessly rut their hardened bulges caught in their pants together in a long, drawn out pull of fabric and friction. "Ah fuck Cas," Dean panted in his mouth, Cas unrelenting now with his attack to his lips. Drawing them open, only to swallow him completely leaving him breathless and jaw aching from the depth of their one connection. It made him want Cas inside him now. 

Dean unbuckled his belt, fingers skillfully shredding the article all while pulling Cas closer with his free hand to slide his palm down the front of his pants. Cas groaned in his mouth, and Dean urged the article down until the silky smooth texture of his erection filled his entire hand. Cas rutted against his calloused palm, mouth bruising his collarbone, and letting Dean handle him for a few good pulls before he spun the man around and pressed his entirely exposed form against the swell of Dean’s ass. - Dean almost came there. 

"Cas.." he panted, the blue eyed man pushing down his pants in one strong tug. Forcing Dean’s dick to press into the chilled metal of the Impala, quickly jutting his body backwards in a motion Cas took advantage of by sliding his dick just between his cheeks. "Lube back pocket…"

Now impatient fingers dug into the clothing, Cas’ precome allowing a taunting slide of flesh to catch the head along his ring. He groaned, pushing needy back enough to feel the pressure he wanted which only caused Cas to use his forearm to pin his shoulders over the hood. 

"Let me touch you," the command came out in a deep gravely voice that sent a shiver down his spine, and just then a slide of two fingers moved easily inside him. The invasion was wanted too terribly, Cas groaned into his shoulder blade from the ease of entry. "You are insufferable," Cas said opening him more than Dean cared for but was distracted regardless when those digits grazed a spot that sent his legs shaking. 

"Just fuck me Cas please, I’ve wanted you all day," he gritted his teeth around a grin, that fell as a wiry smile on Cas’ round face that warmed Dean’s cheeks at the tenderness of the moment no matter the harsh language he had just used. Cas brought his mouth forward, swallowing up Dean’s words, and released his working fingers to instead wrap around his aching dick. Sliding his leg up to hook it into the opened window Dean took one breath to relax his body before Cas slid forward. Slowly filling him in a way that forced a pained, heated noise only few ever heard. His heartbeat hammered his chest, Cas wrapping his long arms around his center to slide him further back, until he was seating fully. Words and bodies stilled for multiple breaths before Cas pulled back and slammed forward. Over and over, curving Dean’s back just right to cause the man to scream out in the shop. Dean’s hand wrapped to cup his own erection, tugging and rolling his sack until Cas pulled him back to bring their mouths together again. Dean couldn’t handle so much stimulation, lost for movement less the intrusions he desperately swallowed as Cas groaned into a bite to his bottom lip and came hard. Noise cut off from the punched reaction to Cas gripping his hips in his own lost desperate pleasure. Dean tugged himself twice more and lost it with him, knees buckling until his leg crashed to the floor, and the pair nearly toppled to the ground. 

A laugh escaped Dean before he caught them both, still trying to right himself and forced the door of the Impala open to drag Cas to land in a heap on top of him. Cas seemed dazed but only for a moment, before his plump lips started mapping the abs along his stomach. Dean chuckled, feeling satisfied and gross, but also finding himself already interested in where Cas’ mouth was headed…

[buttsexstiel]

OH MY GOSH THANK YOU SO SO MUCH REALLY THANK YOU

you're welcome, honey

[buttsexstiel]

Hi, I'm sorry to bother you but I was wondering if you could reblog my most recent post to help me out. Thank you so much!

Hey honey.

I just did! I hope you figure something out!

[buttsexstiel]

UGH I love In The Flesh but I can't 100% trust Simon and it's like ??????? I want to, but I just can't seem to (I think it's because I'm so protective of Kieren)

im so scared too but i trust simon, or i try to, so they better not mess it up if they make a season 3! or i’ll cry for all eternity and rip my lungs out. 

[cas-lost-grace]

sailingcas replied to your post: Only idiots don´t make backup copies

oh shit no. did you lose the entire fic?

Fortunatelly not, I just lost acces to it. The screen of my PC died so the files are intact I just can´t see them. I have mails from my beta saved, but it means editing everything again. I hope I´ll be able to get a new screen as soon as possible.