#starkchester

[pretzalec]

Secret Shipping

Everyone has that dirty little ship that no one can find out about. That one ship you can’t tell anyone you ship, usually for no reason in particular other than they just can’t know. It may be a popular ship, with fanfictions and fanart galore. It may be a ship that nobody else even thinks about, or that no one has made art or writings about it. It may be a ship between OCs that nobody can ever possibly relate to unless they know about those specific OCs. The only thing you know, is that no one else can know.

Or is that just me?

[vercury-art]

@magic-metal @fiireproof someone said Tony/Dean?

[jerseynumber11]

The first ring, he didn't answer. Tony could feel the missile threatening to slip, metal kissing metal. 

The second ring, still no answer. The higher he went, the lighter he felt.

The third ring, the suit started flickering. When Dean's voice worked through the static, it felt like a kiss to his lungs.

There was no fourth ring, just a layer of heavy metal and thoughts of a man that felt like home.

Happy birthday, Kelsey!

[askfuturewinchester]

Close enough to start a war All that I have is on the floor God only knows what we're fighting for All that I say, you always say more

Under haunted skies I see ooh Where love is lost, your ghost is found I braved a hundred storms to leave you As hard as you try, no I will never be knocked down

[starktasticbitch-archives-blog]

starkchester/starkchestercest - {because i have winchester feels and they need fucking cuddles.}

They'd been through a lot, the Winchesters. Their lives weren't exactly the greatest. They'd gone through lows - { demon blood addictions, trips to hell } - they'd had their highs - { stopping the fucking Apocalypse, surviving in general }. They had Baby, they had Bobby, they had Cas.

They've got Tony Stark.

Dean leaves the room for just five fuckign seconds and when he comes back Sam is sprawled out on Tony's lap, Tony's got a hand brushing through Sam's hair, which causes the younger Winchester to make little content noises. They both look up when Dean comes in and the first thing Sam does is gesture for him to come over, smiling.

Dean's still not fully used to it yet, not used to the relaxation, to the gentle kisses from both industrialist and brother, or responding in the same manner. He has gotten used to this, though, being sandwiched between the two other men who seem so at peace, smiling and talking softly as if they have to, they have to be quiet. Though really it's just the three of them in the big tower, so really, it isn't necessary. - he knows that, but he doesn't stop them. instead, he lets himself relax, joining in on the conversation.

They'd been through a lot. But sometimes, just sometimes, they didn't have to go through anything. They could just lay back and watch TV and steal kisses and just be - happy.

[jaarviis-blog]

outofcharacter. Because I am a huge Starkchester and Castoni shipper, I can just imagine JARVIS walking around Stark Tower while Dean and/or Castiel are sitting there, and he's so confused as to who they are, but he won't bother asking Tony because he knows there's always a method to the man's madness.

[askfuturewinchester]

((Really important shit))

((Soo, I just wanted to quickly ask if there is a ship name for Tony Stark and Dean? Deany..? I have no clue..

I found the starkchester tag while searching but the only person using starkchesterI mean it sounds freaking well but is it a canon-ship-name...? And if yes, hell where are the fanarts?))

[starktasticbitch-archives-blog]

i wanna ****, government hooker. - {AU!starkchester. hooker!dean. }

Dean had been working as a hooker for years now, Not just because he had nothing better to do with his life, But because he actually made a fuck ton of money. Mostly because his clientele were all a bunch of rich, Powerful people. His personal favorite client however, Was more than that, He was rich, Powerful, Snarky and a ridiculously good lay. He had started their sessions about a year ago and honestly, He'd found the guy a bit off putting at first. He's got a fucking hole in his chest,Who wouldn't be a bit creeped out by that? But he had respect for the guy, Which is probably the weirdest thing of them all. You're not supposed to respect your clients and they aren't supposed to respect you. It's just the way it all works.

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Their meeting had been.. Interesting. Dean had come into the mans office, Feeling a bit overwhelmed. Most guys didn't want to meet in their office, But this wasn't just some guy. He was probably the richest bastard he was going to service. He sat in a black leather chair, Fingers tapping on the table until Dean entered, He flashes him a smile that he just can't help but return. "Mr. Stark." "Oh god, No, None of that. Makes me think of my father and that is not what I want from you. Call me Tony." "We're on a first name basis already?" Tony chuckles, Leaning back and going quiet, Looking Dean over. It made his skin crawl. Which is usually not a good sign, But not today. Today his skin crawled as those brown eyes basically penetrated him, Leaving his mouth a bit dry. Finally he speaks up. "Great." He grins, Running a tongue across his lips. Alright. Dean had to admit, That turned him on a bit.

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"Hnngh--Fuck! Oh god- You're way too good with your mouth. Should be illegal." There is a hum of response, Teeth coming into play at this point, Drawing out a long, Rough moan. Christ. If anything should be illegal it's the noises coming from his damn mouth. It isn't hard to finish him off. But it's hard getting his hips to stop their useless thrusting as short pants and gasps. Finally he can get his mouth working again. "You know- You need to stop doing my job Tony." "But that's no fun for me." "Tony." "You still get payed." A short pause. "Do you really need to keep paying me? It's not even like I'm doing my job anymore." "So we're making this official?" "Tony." "What? You know that we've basically just been fuck buddies for almost six months." "..Well yeah, But-" "No buts. Your other clients suck anyway. Especially Hammer." "Okay, So you've got a point. He's a dick. Who only cares about his dick." "Ha!" "You're a smug bastard, You know that?" "I can't forget with you always telling me." "Good."