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This is a side blog, my main is @vynilcowboy, but I figured I should give all y'all a way to navigate my top tier work so here ya' go!
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Every episode of Supernatural(2005)
ah omg my tfw anti ai badges arrived and i love them so much :D
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I'm glad they got to ya' and that you like 'em! All y'alls support means alot!
Happy pride folks!
Let's all rep our favorite doomed gays this month-
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It's odd, saying your fate is "set in stone"- If anything, one can hope it's set in glass, then it can be broken in case of emergency....
psst I've also recently started a Ko-Fi, if any of you lovely folks are interested
Okay, now's the time for me to fess up that this was technically made for restraintstiel week and then I got impatient....
You folks wanna read about ren faires? About Cas in a barmaids dress? Well look no further-
COME AND READ BOHEMIAN RAPHSODY!
And thank you @colorlessjay-destielblog for inspiring this, barmaid Cas deserves to be known...
If this fic gets 100 kudos, I'll draw Cas as a busty barmaid
make it 1000 and I might follow through on that idea of the two of them in the clearing....
You folks wanna read about ren faires? About Cas in a barmaids dress? Well look no further-
COME AND READ BOHEMIAN RAPHSODY!
And thank you @colorlessjay-destielblog for inspiring this, barmaid Cas deserves to be known...
Destiel Trope Collection 2026 | Day 29: Fake Dating
Amoretto Motel | @thefandomsinhalor Rating: General Word Count: 7,391 Main Tags/Warnings: Canon Divergence, Post-Episode S12E04, Fluff, Fake/pretend Relationship Summary: Feeling down after Mary left the bunker, Dean is eager to go on a hunt with Castiel, when he hears about unexplained missing couples in Arkansas. Unbeknownst to him, however, Castiel has an unusual idea how to approach this particular case. He wants to play bait. Together.
Retreat | @ampbwrites Rating: Explicit Word Count: 8,032 Main Tags/Warnings: fake/pretend relationship, case fic, undercover as a couple, idiots in love, unresolved/resolved sexual tension, there was only one bed, sassy Castiel, Dean Winchester is bad at feelings, Dean Winchester is protective of Castiel, happy ending Summary: At Sam's suggestion, Dean and a newly-human Castiel go undercover at a couples' retreat in Vermont to investigate several unexplained disappearances. Between listening to Cas affirm their relationship goals to a group of strangers and putting his hands all over Dean during couples' yoga, not to mention all the damn hippie food he's had to choke down, Dean's not sure he's ever felt more out of his element. Oh, and did he mention there was only one bed?
The Nikkah | @maxine_1703 Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 28,000 Main Tags/Warnings: No archive warnings apply, fake relationship, romcom, first kiss, mutual pining, humour, canon divergent after “Scoobynatural” Summary: "I love you, Castiel, will you marry me?" He's pretty sure he imagines the tears in Cas's eyes, when his friend nods his head. "Yes. Yes, Dean, I will marry you." Dean and Cas decide to fake an engagement and a romance to trick some djinns, only to discover their true feelings for each other. Also featuring: Sam with a djinn-induced toothache, some fluff and then some more, kisses, hugs, tears, and, like any great romance, Dean attempting to search a strange country for the love of his life.
White Wedding | @thejukeboxzero Rating: Teen & Up Word Count: 40,166 Main Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Arranged Marriage, runaway groom Castiel, Dean Winchester Has ADHD, Mechanic Dean Winchester, BAMF Castiel, Crack, Fake/Pretend Relationship for a hot sec Summary: Castiel sees his arranged marriage as the end of the line, and Dean is desperate to stop Sam from getting hitched to the wrong woman, when Cas' wedding gets interrupted by a confused, but well intentioned Winchester, he see's this as an opportunity to break out from under his families thumb and start fresh, even if that means running away with the guy who kidnapped him from the altar...
Perks & Benefits | @nessarose-thropp Rating: Mature Word Count: 43,383 Main Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe, Domestic, Hurt/Comfort, Sickfic, Fake Marriage, Marriage of Convenience, Friends to Lovers, Roommates, Sharing a Bed, YouTuber Castiel, ASMRtist Castiel, Engineer Dean Winchester, Chronic Illness, Multilingual Castiel, Openly Bisexual Dean Winchester, Gay Castiel Summary: Castiel's life isn't going exactly as planned. It's not all bad, but it's certainly not what he pictured for himself. His career aspirations in linguistics have somehow transformed into a full-time gig as a YouTuber and ASMRtist. Instead of living in the beautiful, international, and expensive city of Geneva, Switzerland where he was raised, he's living in Columbus, Ohio. When an emergency lands him in the hospital with a life-changing diagnosis and a growing stack of medical bills, Cas is left treading water. Luckily, his best friend and roommate Dean is always there with a creative solution and offers to marry Cas. For the insurance benefits, of course.
Hooker, Line and Sinker | @flatcokeao3 Rating: Explicit Word Count: 48,246 Main Tags/Warnings: Strangers to Lovers, romcom, Business man Castiel, Escort Dean Winchester, Michael!Dean - in the way that Michael is Dean's escort name, Zachariah is a D-bag, Protective Cas, Alternative Universe - Office, Fluff, Age Difference, Misunderstandings, Annoying Christmas parties, Making Out, Masturbation in the Shower, This is about beach read, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Bad flier!Dean, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Rimming, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, Fluff and Angst, low angst, like romcom level angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Dean is insecure and Castiel is very understanding and supportive, Semi-Public Sex, Golfing, Facials, Making Up, Making Love, Castiel has good friends Summary: Incredibly awkward and not ready to mingle Castiel finds himself in a bit of a pickle when his boss threatens to set him up with a relative, and Castiel's knee-jerk reaction is lying his way out of it. When the lie spreads like a high school rumour, Castiel finds it difficult to backtrack, but thankfully his sister, Anna, comes to his rescue with some sound advice. Hiring an escort to pretend to be your boyfriend might sound like the most expensive way to get out of a blind date, but Castiel discovers that it is the most emotional, confusing and rewarding way as well.
How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days | @labgeek2002 Rating: Explicit Word Count: 48,962 Main Tags/Warnings: Top Castiel/Bottom Dean, Bottom Castiel/Too Dean, Mechanic Dean, Writer Castiel, angst with a happy ending Summary: Two years into his career writing an advice column for the Advocate, Castiel Novak finds himself cynical and jaded when it comes to finding meaningful relationships which seem to crash and burn all around him. Forced to challenge his assumptions about twenty something males and humanity in general, Cas is assigned a project to find an attractive man and chase him away using all the methods and qualities he loathes in others. With a promotion on the line for the small price of cooperation with this degrading assignment, Castiel assumes the task. Sick of watching Dean tear through a string of meaningless hookups, Charlie bets her best friend Dean that he can't last ten dates with the same person before hitting the eject button. With something to prove, Dean takes the bet and finds the first handsome stranger he meets: a writer named Castiel. The only question is who will cave first?
A Game of Profound Pretence | @thefandomsinhalor Rating: Explicit Word Count: 48,974 Main Tags/Warnings: Fake Dating AU, Enemies to Lovers, Second Chances, Small Towns, Family Drama, Fluff and Angst, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Sharing a Bed Summary: With a feud as legendary as the one between the Campbells and the Novaks, Dean and Castiel’s deep aversion to each other is nothing new to everyone in town. But when word gets out that the two are romantically involved, which is a blatant lie, the reaction of everyone around them isn’t what they expect. Met with celebrations and blessings from their families, they must begrudgingly put aside their differences and work together in order to keep the peace and avoid disappointing their families, until they can find a solution to this mess. It also gives them the opportunity to finally deal with a secret of their own, concerning the real reason for their animosity, which doesn’t stem from their families’ history, but rather from a past encounter years before.
Tales of Mishap (WIP) | @peanutbutterjelly-pie Rating: Mature Word Count: 110,826 Main Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe, Witch Dean, Angel Castiel, Fake Relationship, Humor, Fluff, Romance, Angst, Disaster Bi Dean Summary: Dean is a witch who never has an easy time being subtle about his magic. After yet another incident of him almost exposing everything to the clueless public he finds himself reprimanded by his coven and swears to do better in the future. Only to end up breaking into the coven's library that very same night, absolutely wasted, with his vampire best friend in tow, in a weak attempt to somehow turn his life around. The sole thing he accomplishes in his inebriated state, though, is to mix up some spells and accidentally summon an actual angel of the Lord, without any idea how to send him back again. Great. So now Dean doesn't only have to deal with a very disgruntled heavenly creature but also needs to keep this all a secret from his family and the coven. And what cover would be more effective than telling everybody that the weird, blue-eyed guy who suddenly popped up in his life is his new boyfriend? What could possibly go wrong?
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Hello I’ve been bullied into making my first post on tumblr by my friend @thejukeboxzero, I hope you all like it
THAT'S MY FREIND- YESSSSSS THEY TURNED OUT SO GOOD
DEANS BLUSH, CAS' SIDEYE, THE WATERCOLOR LOOK, AUGH-
I too, agree with MILFs 😌
Cas deserved a shirt too-
+ Both designs
Injury prompts: 4 6 7 8 9 15 29 fit nicely together, Dean is the one talking to Cas
Gonna, bundle Val and @theorangedeath together since they're both legends asking for #7 :D
CW ahead for blood and injury, happy reading folks!
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“Dean, if I die-”
Dean’s heart about stops right there, it's a good thing they aren't actually driving anywhere, just using Baby for some much-needed cover, otherwise that sentence might have sent them into a ditch.
“No. No, stop-” Against his own words he continues digging through the first aid kit- What do you even use to patch up an angel that can't heal? “Stop talking like that. You're gonna’ be fine.”
Cas doesn't look convinced, still propped up against the door where Dean hastily left him. It's Dean's fault for splitting up, he should have known that those demons wouldn't just abandon their base as soon as the Winchesters rolled into town.
“We're gonna’ fix you up, brand new, I promise.”
The angel huffs but stays otherwise silent.
“Okay, okay, here’s what we're gonna' do-” He reaches for Cas’ shirt, using his pocket knife to cut away the fabric, “Fuck.”
Cas’ chest is a mess, just like the rest of him- God, the one time demons try to be original, and they manage to Macgyver a homemade IED, complete with shards of broken angel blade that fly out and embed themselves into poor fucker that trips it. Deadly for humans and celestials alike.
He's a little mad he hadn't thought of it first.
There's so much happening that Dean can't even pin down where to start, he just knows that one of these wounds made Cas twist and shout in pain when Dean first got to him.
“Tell me where it hurts,” He pulls a set of tweezers and some disinfectant from the kit- Cas might heal up once the metal is gone, but he still doesn't want to risk an infection, “And be specific.”
“Ribs.” Cas wheezes, and Dean wants to scream ‘more specific!’, then he twists a bit to his right, showing off the bloodied side of his shirt.
Dean lifts it up carefully and, yep, that massive hunk of weaponry halfway through his skin would do it.
“Yikes,” He thinks he could get it out cleanly, but it's not gonna be pleasant for either of ‘em, “This is going to hurt, okay?”
“I was under no impression it would be pleasant-” Cas grits his teeth and groans in pain when Dean gently prods at the shard, “Dean?”
Dean carefully pinches the top of the metal, “Yeah?”
The glare Cas gives him is otherworldly, “Just get it over with.”
The first chunk comes out with a scream from Cas, and it doesn't get much better from there- The only silver lining surrounding the next half hour of pulling and half-hidden tears is that, once the metal is out of the wounds, they start to slowly close on their own.
By the end of it all, Dean's hands are cramped and shaking- tips of his fingers sliced from a few stubborn pieces he had to pull out himself- and Cas has gone pale, keeled over in his seat, head resting on Dean's lap.
At some point Dean's hand finds Cas’ sweaty, matted hair, and starts raking through it, using it as proof that his friend is still, well, still here.
Cas isn’t really talking, still riding out the waves of pain while his body knits itself together.
“You did so good…” He whispers, Cas letting out a little whine as a few tendons snap back together with a wet, painful noise, “Don't worry, you-” he swallows thickly, “You did so good.”
The angel turns his head to look at Dean out of the corner of his eye, a faint smile on his face.
“Get some rest, buddy…” Dean waits till Cas turns back around, not sure if his next words are whispered or if they're just echoed in his mind, “I'll watch over you.”
I too, agree with MILFs 😌
Cas seemed lonely in his window, so I had to make a counterpart....
Cas. Le. POIAAHAHHHHAAAAA-
Alright, okay. There are so many good options but I gotta go with :
Garth and Benny/ Geanie and Betty (yeah, I’m still thinking about Betty 😂)
No. 8, 13, or 22 (some variety if you want it funny or whump)
Dealer’s choice on choose who’s injured
Ah, my weak spots, the werepires and Suphernatural, my God...
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Betty likes to think that she’s kept a pretty level head on her shoulders considering the goddamned Winchesters didn’t tell her she was being used as a glorified battering ram to get into this nest.
No, she barely even shouts when the name “Dean” eventually flashes across her phonescreen, accompanied by some god-awful sound that she hasn’t been able to figure out how to change (Dean says it’s an old-timey car horn and that it’s funny because Betty’s also old? Betty thinks it’s a fucking nuisance).
“Hey, Betty, you get into the nest ye-”
“WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME I WAS YER’ FUCKING BAIT!?” Of course she’s in the nest, that’s the only reason she picked up the phone, she’s standing next to the dead bodies of vamps that might’a been her kin in another life, and this devil wants to know if she’s in? “Deanna Michelle Winchester you’ve got some ‘splaining to do.”
The line is silent for a beat, “I told you my middle name out of boredom, not so you could chastise me like a disappointed nun.”
“Explain.” Betty moves deeper into the nest, shifting her phone into her left hand so that her right hand is free to swing her blade.
“Fine-” Deans probably rolling her eyes on the other end of the line, “We've got this hunting pal, she was tracking this nest around and then sorta dropped off the map.”
Betty winces, carefully opening up the door to the kitchen, “Chief I hate to be the bearer of bad news but she's probably-”
“She's not dead.”
“Lotta’ confidence you got in this gal,” The house is eerily quiet except for the sound of her boots on the floorboards, seems like all of the vamps came out to greet her, “Why couldn't you come look for her.”
There's no response and Betty thinks she hears Sam whispering something to her sister.
“Dean?”
“...It's a full moon.”
“So it is.”
“And we don't know what they fed her so…”
Betty scoffs, “Ain't like your friends is a werewolf, Cher.” There's another pause, “No.”
“Betty, listen-”
“You sent me to pick up a were for you!?” If there's a werewolf in here, it's probably in the basement, “The sun is rising, come get her yourself!”
“But if you get bit you won't turn, I've done the turning thing, it ain't pleasant!"
“You think I don't know that?” There's a suspiciously placed throw rug in the middle of the kitchen for no reason, and Betty isn't surprised when she kicks it aside to see a trap door, “If she rips my throat out I'm clawing my way out of purgatory so I can tear you apart myself.”
“Thank's Betty, you're the best.”
“Bras ma chu, Winchester.” She ends the call and shoves her phone back in the pocket of her jacket, already preparing the earful she's going to give her friend when this is all over.
Two steps into the basement Betty can already smell the tang of blood, thick and overpowering, but it doesn't smell human. She hopes Dean won't be disappointed when presented with the corpse of her friend. Honestly, it's rare enough for a nest to take another creature hostage instead of killing it outright, whatever happened to this hunter-turned-werewolf…. Well, she probably didn’t deserve it.
“Shit…” She reaches the bottom of the stairs with a heavy, un-beating heart, “Shit, that's a lot of blood.”
The basement is a concrete room with a sliver of a window far out of reach, showing the first peek of the morning light, with a floor that’s absolutely stained red. Betty wants to take off her cap, out of respect for the Winchesters friend, but a low rumbling noise from the far corner stops her.
There's something in the shadows, held in place by a shiny chain, its eyes flash dangerously as Betty takes a cautious step forward, hands where the other person can clearly see them. It's not a vampire, Betty can smell that much, and those chains holding it- her, Betty also realizes- in place look like they're silver. Maybe she should have taken this friend of the Winchesters more seriously.
“Hey there, Cher,” Betty never drops her weapon, even when she crouches down what she deems a safe distance away, “Okay, here's what we're going to do- Merde-”
The werewolf snarls and lunges from the corner, the chains stopping her about a foot away from where Betty planted herself. She doesn't look much like a hunter, all wiry limbs and wrinkles that look suspiciously like smile lines, but Betty doesn't doubt that some of the blood she's doused in isn't her own.
“Easy there,” She tries not to show unease, there's no way she'll keep a handle on this situation if the werewolf thinks she's running this show, “I don't wanna’ fight you.”
The were smiles, showing off a few dropped fangs but nowhere near the amount Betty would expect to see from someone coming off their own little moonshine rendez-vous, “Heard that one before, pal.”
“The Winchesters sent me to wrangle you,” Betty, very carefully, leans forward, not even sure if the smell of the impala is even noticeable anymore under all the other vamp blood- From the way the werewolf wrinkles her nose after taking a careful whiff, she assumes not, "Believe me or not, I'm supposed to leave here with you, alive.”
The werewolf seems to consider this for a moment before offering up her chained wrists, “As soon as I'm out of these I'll be able to claw your eyes out.”
“You can certainly try,” Betty takes hold of the restraints, “Silver, nasty business-" then snaps them clean off, letting the pieces crumble to the ground, “You hurt?”
“Nope,” She staggers up to her feet, “Are you?”
“Nah, it takes more than a nest to hurt me.”
The were cocks her head a bit, “See, I would believe that, but you have a gosh darn knife sticking out of your leg, so.”
“I do?” Sure enough, someone's best pocket knife is handle-deep in the side of her thigh, she didn't even notice it, “Well, shoot.” She yanks it out and tosses it off to the side, earning a raised eyebrow from the werewolf, “What?”
“Nothin’,” The were looks at the knife for a bit longer before shrugging, “Name's Genie Fitzgerald IV, you can just call me Genie.”
“Betty Lafitte- You sure you ain't hurt? That's a lotta’ blood you got on ya’.”
Genie grins wickedly, “Please, this isn't mine. I don't bite humans but I'll certainly bite some handsy vamps.”
Betty can't help it, she pauses climbing the stairs to laugh- Not at the werewolf, far from it, she's laughing at the poor sons of bitches who thought they could take on this apparent force of nature.
“Ya’ know, I think me and you are gonna’ get along swell.”
At that, the werewolf's face absolutely lights up, showing off the smile lines Betty notes earlier, “I'd like that.”
Are you okay with fanart of your works?
Yep!
This goes for all y'all, I'm fine with fanart of my work, its awesome to know I've inspired someone-
My one condition is that you please don't use AI, c'mon guys, we're better than that...
