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[tobythewise]

Summary:  Dean goes undercover as a high school English teacher.

Tags: Hunters Sam and Dean, Teacher Castiel, Case fic, Canon Divergence, Succubus, Happy Ending! 

A little bit of a twist. This time, the majority of this fic was written by @foxymoley while I peppered in a bit and the art was sketched by ME with the help of Foxy making it digital and coloring :D This is written by for the amazing @spnhell <3 <3 

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[foxymoley]

♥ Happy Birthday! ♥

For @spnhell

I 100% recommend you go and read the fic this is inspired by!

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

[envydeanwrites]

Hey, can you take me off your tag list please? Thanks

Of course :) 

[pimentogirl]

Thunderbird

written by @spnhell

Summary: It's not the first time Cas and Gabe have found themselves at Dean's door, battered and bruised from a hunt and looking for a place to crash for a few days. It won't be the last time either, the orchard that houses the 'Logistics and Research Division'—as Sam has taken to calling it—has always been the closest thing they have to a home.

At least, it could be, if Dean and Cas could get their heads out of their asses long enough to admit that to themselves

It’s a flipfest story, three chapters of glorious storytelling, plenty of pining with a cute lil ending. :-)

Read it on AO3 - GO ON YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO...

Apologies for the wonky anatomy. They wouldn’t co-operate and have driven me slightly deranged...

[saltnhalo]

6, 21, 29

Thank you JJ!

6: If you had to delete one of your stories and never speak of it again, which would it be and why?

Oof, straight out with the hard hitting questions, JJ. Hmm. There are none of my stories that I particularly hate, but if I had to choose one it would be shut your mouth, baby, stand and deliver. I just feel that I could have executed it better and had more fun with it than I did. I dunno.

21: Tell me about another writer(s) who you admire? What is it about them that you admire?

Goodness, okay. Hmm. Unfortunately, I don’t read as much as I used to, and the works I do read are from a wide and varied range of authors. What I do admire from good writers though is the quality of prose, and the way that they’re able to transport me into another world. When the characters are effortlessly expressed and the imagery is stunning and the plot and character development all works seamlessly… god damn, that’s all I need to be happy.

29: Do you have a story that you feel doesn’t get as much love as you’d like?

Don’t we all? I will be forever sad that The Archaeologist and the Disco Ball never broke 1k hits on AO3, despite doing pretty well on Tumblr, because it’s so sweet and I love it. But as for my longfics, I have to admit, I always wish that the hit/kudos ratio on From Grace and Uniform was a little better. I’m still not sure why that is, but it makes me sad, because I am very proud of that fic.

Ask me a question about my writing

[snarkysnartes-blog]

He knows

Written for the @deancaswc

@snarkysnartes vs @spnhell || Tombstone

Summary: Cas wants to tell Sam about him and Dean, Sam might already know

Word count: 559

Rating: General

Notes: This was kind of like a in between the case during that episode

Sam and Jack are gone by the time that Dean gets completely settled into the hotel room. Castiel's sitting on the edge of the bed, the television is on, playing some western that Dean had been excited about however Castiel didn't even know what it was.

“Sam's on a food run with Jack. They're gonna be gone for a while. We have the room to ourselves.”

Dean drops down in front of Castiel, placing his head on his lap. Castiel’s hand comes to rest against the back of Dean's head.

“Do you think it's time that we tell him the truth about us? It's been almost three years since we've been together, three years of lying to Sam about us. He deserves to know the truth.”

Dean moves back, staring up at Castiel. Dean's eyes shining with anguish, confusion.

“I want to, I really do want to tell him.”

“Then why don't we? This case shouldn't take that long, and we're sharing a room, all three of us. You can't keep your hands to yourself either. Sam is bound to see something if you slip up.”

“I can handle Sam, and I can keep my hands to myself okay, so don't worry too much about that.”

Castiel moves a hand through Dean's short hair, tugging slightly until Dean's eyes are leveled with his.

“I'm just concerned. Sam is one of my best friends and I love him, I care about him. The fact that we're lying to him isn't right.”

Dean untangled head from Castiel’s hand, he  stands to his feet, and smiles at his boyfriend.

“I know Cas, and we're going to tell him I just want to ease him into it. Sam…”

“Will understand that we're together and have been for a long time. I hate lying.”

Dean pushed Castiel back against the bed, straddling his waist.

“We’re going to tell him. I promise you that. In the meantime, he's out doing the research for this case and we have the entire place to ourselves for the next hour or two. Depending on what Sam finds.”

Castiel smiles, Dean's lips hovering over his own.

“But we will tell him.”

“Yeah. Yeah. Sure.”

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“You look a little ruffled.” Sam questions the next day. Dean eyes his brother over a cup of coffee and Castiel looks down at the floor. Jack eyes the both of them, his eyebrows knitting together as though trying to figure out what Sam had meant.

“Ruffled?” Dean asks, “what do you mean by that? I look just fine.”

Sam frowns. “Dean, we've been here a day. Don't tell me that you've found someone to shake up with already.”

Dean looks over at Castiel and grins, Castiel doesn't look so pleased. “You could say that.”

“Sam I----"

Sam holds up a hand. “Dude. I already know.”

Both Castiel and Dean frown.

“Know what?” They say in unison.

“you two. Together. I saw the two of you and well, I thought you had met someone else here but that look you just gave Cas,”

“You knew.” Dean repeats.

“How long?”

“Two years. I could see it in your eyes. Both of you. I mean you guys telling me would have been nice but you know, it's okay.”

Dean stands. Walking over to Castiel and wrapping a hand around his shoulder. "You were worried over nothing.”

[snarkysnartes-blog]

Title: What's heard, What's seen

Summary: ( A coda for half of season 13, up until Cas comes back) Dean kept hearing voices, kept hearing Castiel's voice and all he was trying to do was make sure that Dean knew how to bring him back.

Prompt: My Immortal by Evanescence

Prompter Name: @spnhell

Written for the 2018 @deancasmixtape

Despite Castiel's death, Dean didn't feel as though he was truly gone. He currently sat at the table in the bunker, head in his hands as classic rock songs played on the radio and a shot of whatever he could grab first in a glass.

The first time that it happened, it had been a day after he had burned Castiel's body and Sam had given him some space to reflect, to calm down and to process everything that had gone on.

Losing mom, the son of satan being born and then losing a person that he loved.

His behavior had changed but not enough that anyone who didn't know Dean didn't notice. Sam would watch his brother with closeness, every so often at night walking into his brother's room to make sure that he slept through the night. He would, as Sam would tell him but not thoroughly. There was tossing and turning and talking in his sleep.

[Read the rest on ao3

[ozonecologne]

Look not to be a random weirdo but I'm sat trying to reblog the post you just made ('at your service') and I'm staring at the tags bar the literary equivalent of speechless because godfuckingdamn that was so good. like *so* good. and i realised you might not see my tags in the end so i just wanted to tell you. (also yes very miyazaki, yes). It's just written so well, so well put together. I mean i'm still speechless really. Please, god, tell me you might write them meeting again someday.

@spnhell said: (okay sorry but one ask was not enough) DUDE SERIOUSLY. thank you for writing this you awesome creature. I’m gonna just go squee about this for the next 4 years. I really honestly truly can’t find the words to convey how fucking good that was. So perfectly done, seriously.

HI THIS IS SO SO NICE THANK YOU

At Your Service was written today as a quick way to distract myself. I really do not have a good excuse for writing it, I didn’t have a plan when I started, I really didn’t expect much to come out of the exercise. I’ve been having trouble finishing things lately but I do still love to write, so I… made a thing? And I’m just really glad that you liked it as much as you did, because it kind of confirms to me that I haven’t “lost my touch” despite it being so long since I’ve shared something with you guys. That’s very affirming and worth more than you know!

I don’t know if I’ll write anymore of this AU, but I can definitely assure you that they meet again one way or another ;) How do YOU think it happens??? What do you think happens next???

(Also, of course I saw them. I check the tags on everything I make.)

Hope you’re having a good day, friend <3