The guy is topless and has his back turned to Dean who can’t help but stare at him, or rather his tattoo. It’s a massive pair of wings, done in intricate detail, stretching between the strangers’ shoulders and down along the muscles of his entire back until the tips of the lowest feathers disappear under the hem of his pants.
The light from the tiny fire showcases the stranger like a statue with his head turned so Dean can see his profile. He has a prominent jawline, covered with a light scruff, and his nose is a straight line, pointing at the full lips underneath. His dark hair seems combed in the back and grows messier in the front like he ran his fingers through it, and he has a skillfully crafted array of forget-me-nots tucked behind his ear.
Dean wonders if his skin would feel as much like smooth marble as it looks like, and only its tan convinces Dean that the stranger hasn’t been stolen out of a museum and placed here to mock him. And one other thing stands out. The joint in the stranger’s hand.
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Art for the dcrb fanfic Make you feel my love by @sternchencas ❤️ :3
Edit: I made a new version (again) because I found the animation app pixaloop °^° last time I swear! °^°''
The beautiful city of Valentine is in the grasp of two major crime families, the Angels and the Demons. Caught in between is Dean Winchester; a cop who’s driven to bring the criminals down. He hits a major speed bump as one blue eyed Angel shows Dean that the difference between right and wrong is not always easy to see and even harder to live by. With Dean’s career and even his life on the line, he has to decide if he’s ready to lose everything for love.
nsfw part of my dcrb art masterpost for the amazing story For Bad Or Worse by @sternchencas ❤️
sternchencas replied to your post “You only realize how the most important places in your apartment are...”
how about writing a fic to cope? Castiel is so fucking annoyed by the ongoing construction but then he begins to spot one worker who fills those jeans so well, and there's just something about the toolbelt ... maybe Cas leaves messages for him on the window? or if you wanna go kinky ... Cas might drop his towel exactly when Dean is looking ... on accident ;)
Omg, you´re a genius! :D Thank you for the wonderful idea! I might actually write it.
Dean was having a really shitty day. He had an early shift at Bobby’s shop. It seemed to be the day when everyone in the town had to have their car fixed, and a whole day of classes. All of his teachers thought this was the best day to give surprise tests. He was ready to crash and sleep for a whole day. After a brisk shower which made him feel cleaner and more relaxed he went to his room to find his bed occupied by a bouquet of pink flowers tied together with a ribbon. It looked like it was something that was made hastily but that didn’t make it any less beautiful. Was it his roommates Charlie, Benny, Garth. It could also have been Cas or Sam who put them there, he wondered. Sam would have gotten him roses because that would have been more embarrassing as a prank. This kind of gift was definitely something Garth would give; he was a weird sweetheart that way. It could also be from Cas since he worked in that flower shop, however Dean was too tired to try and deduce who left the flowers on his bed. He quickly, but carefully, put them in some water in the vase Charlie had gotten him when they moved in, because his room was “too straight” and went to bed with a smile on his face.
It had been a few weeks and Dean had all but forgotten about the flowers he was given, except he still kept the ribbon with which the flowers were tied, on his table. He came home from a whole day of classes, tutoring, and being a TA, exhausted and mentally spent, but he still had a few assignments to submit by the end of the week. He was in a foul mood, he went into his room his mood was instantly brightened by another bouquet of the same pink flowers tied together with a similar ribbon. It was like his mysterious gifter knew when he needed cheering up, which confirmed his initial suspicions that it could be either his roommates or his best friend who put them there. He decided to put off the assignments for a little longer to find out.
Dean picked up his flowers and walked into the living room where the whole gang was gathered, Charlie, her girlfriend Dorothy, Garth and his girlfriend Bess, Cas, Benny, Sam and his new “friend” Eileen were sitting around drinking beer and watching a movie and said, “Which of you guys left these flowers in my room?” he interrupted, “I'm not mad. I'm just asking” Charlie, Benny and Sam looked surprised at him and the flowers in his hand, so they were ruled out. Garth raised his hands in surrender, “Wasn't me who left the hydrangeas, buddy”
Cas suddenly looked away for a moment and looked up which was slightly weird but not very out of character for him. Cas looked at Dean and shook his head when he looked at him questioningly. He turned his head to sweep the room again, a look of confusion on his face.
“This is the second time I'm getting flowers, if it's not from any of you then who's it from?” Dean said. That apparently made all their eyes light up, never a good sign.
“Should I be worried that our house isn't safe?”
His question was met with dismissive sounds and Bess said, “Oh, Dean's got a secret admirer”
At the same time, Charlie said “Just because we didn't give you these flowers doesn't mean one of us didn't deliver it”
All of them seemed very interested in Dean's new secret admirer, the movie forgotten in the background. Dean groaned remembering his assignments, thanking his lucky stars for an opportunity to get out of this impromptu interrogation, he left making his excuses.
As soon as the door to his room was safely closed behind him, Dean let out a sigh. He put the flowers carefully in water and sat down at his desk as his thoughts drifted, he hoped that he hid the pang of disappointment he felt when he found that Cas wasn't the one who had sent him flowers. He couldn't think about his friend like that, he couldn't afford to ruin his friendship with Cas, not now, not ever. He wasn't scared to admit he was in love with his best friend, at least to himself, and it wasn't the fact that Cas was a guy, he was open about his bisexuality, and Cas liked guys and girls too, he called himself pansexual.
Cas deserved so much better than Dean. He was so smart and had so many plans, and ambitions. He shouldn't have to be weighed down by Dean, with his morose thoughts and no ambition. A noise from outside brought him out of his thoughts. Groaning internally, he got to work.
Having bad days seemed to be a pattern with him, but he didn't get any flowers, which probably added to his disappointment. Charlie, Garth and Benny managed to convince him that sulking in his room wasn't going to help and got him to the coffee shop on campus. They had promised him that the gang was going to meet them there with the exception of Sam who was off doing some nerdy stuff. Everyone arrived slowly. Dean was listening and slowly sipping at his rapidly cooling coffee, his mind wandering to think about Cas and his glaring absence. “Hey, did Cas say he wasn't coming?” Dean wondered aloud. As if summoned, his phone buzzed in his pocket, a text from Cas telling him to meet him outside. Dean made his way out of the coffee shop as fast as he could, leaning his coffee and friends behind with a wave. Dean crashed into a solid body that smelled of flowers just as he walked out the door. Looking up he saw that it was Cas who Dean had crashed into. Seeing his best friend made a smile appear on his face, “What was so urgent that you had to message me when you were right here?” he asked.
“I had to give you something” Cas said pulling out one of the bouquets from behind his back, “For you” They were the same bouquet of flowers, with the same kind of ribbon
“It was you? You told me you didn't give me the flowers”
“I lied”
Dean was surprised but also curious, “I have one question. What kind of flowers are these?”
“They're pink hydrangeas” Cas suddenly looked away blushing, “It signifies romance, heartfelt emotions, and love”
It was Dean's turn to blush and look away “Does that mean, does it mean you love me?” he asked, expecting the worst but still hoping.
Cas let out a quiet laugh, “Wasn't that obvious? I've been pining for you for so long” his smile suddenly faded, as he said, “I understand that you don't love me back. But I couldn't help myself with these flowers. I'll learn to deal with my feelings, hopefully we can still remain friends” he said it in such a small voice Dean just wanted to wrap him up in a blanket and cuddle him.
“I think I've loved you since we were sixteen. I didn't dare to hope that you would reciprocate those feelings though”
Instead of responding Cas pulled him close with his free hand and kissed him. They parted when they heard a whooping from the direction of the coffee shop. Turns out they had an audience, their friends were all cheering.
“You knew didn't you?” Dean asked the group.
“The only person who didn't know was you, you useless bi” Charlie said, looking smug. Dean could only laugh at that, with Cas wrapped up in his arms, he didn't have any room for emotions other than love and happiness. He knew they had a lot to talk about by for now, this was perfect.
Castiel stands by the edge of the lake, hands to the sky as he speaks in a foreign tongue to bring the rains after such a long time without. Dean dips into the water, his otter form gliding through the lake easily. He feels worn quickly as his magic is borrowed but he remains strong.
Popping up for air, the sky darkens and a raindrop lands on his ear. He flicks it off and swims quickly to the grass before climbing up Castiel’s body, perching on his shoulder. He squeaks and sniffs the air. The cool rain pours around them.
sternchencas replied to your post “PSA: Save your fanfic faves - emwebb17 emwebb17 just deleted her RPF...”
as a fic writer I feel like if I delete my stuff I want it to be gone from the internet and not distributed any further. of course it's sad to lose a beloved story but still. or what don't I understand here?
As far as I’m aware, it’s because she’s trying to get published - this is something many fic writers do when they’re trying to get published. She didn’t post an AN stating she was forbidding any kind of distribution of her fics, or I would have respected that. This is also why I’m not just posting the link and keeping the distribution very limited - one-on-one only.
If the author posts anything saying she doesn’t want her fics being distributed, I will retract my offer to do so and won’t share the links with anyone else. And nobody has the right to repost her fics to another platform.
It may be a grey area, but since she hasn’t outright forbidden it (yet) and also AO3 has always had the ability to download and save fics (and authors know this when they post their fics on it) I don’t feel like I’m doing something horribly wrong. If lots of people disagree with me, I’m happy to change my mind though...
Harvey and Mike + Cocktails Moodboard for @sternchencas While we know Harvey enjoys his scotch/whiskey/whatever other stuff that just sets your throat on fire, no one can tell me that he wouldn’t be the kinda guy to seductively pull the olive off the toothpick with his teeth🍸🍹 Thank you so much! Want one? Send a prompt!
Author: @noxsoulmate
Artist: @sternchencas
Rating: Mature
Pairing/s: Castiel/Dean Winchester, past Castiel/Lucifer
Word Count: 15k
Warnings: Police Officer Dean, Secretary Castiel, Violence, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Cheating (not between Dean and Cas), Blood and Injury, Attempted Sexual Assault, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Psycho Lucifer
Summary: They say bad things happen in threes. That must be a lie because Castiel Novak is having the worst day of his life. Three bad things have already happened, but now – to top it all off – the police are pulling him over. Maybe he shouldn’t have been driving while crying his eyes out. But then again, losing his license would probably be the least of his problems today.
Link to Fic: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10702002
Link to Art: http://sternchencas.tumblr.com/post/159871617566/art-masterpost-for-the-my-castiel-big-bang-2017
